Cold Hearted Princess

Chapter 55 Jealousy

ed away, still smiling, and after I looked at my drink curiously, I drank it. It tasted nice

moved

looked at him.

Malibu and pineapple?”

se looked at me with a bit of surprise.

Yes. Who’d think you can recognize it?”

looked at him

never said that I’m clueless about everything that a normal teenager does.”

Tell me about it.”

‘WIL there was a guy called Lucas. He was my friend, and we started skating together, then we competed together. I went out with him twice, and he forgot about his training after having a drink or two, so I had to cover for him at the sports club by saying he was sick.” I chuckled. “After partying, I helped him to get home these times. He liked Malibu. But we so went out after a successful competition with the coach” I sighed. “Or if we Eailed. That didn’t happen often, though.”

He crossed his uems and looked at me like he was trying to read trie.

“A friend only!” He asked seriously. That made me smile.

“Are you jealous?”

*ies, if you want to know. I saw that guy skating with you, and I can’t believe that he was only a friend of yours.”

I smiled and looked away, I thought it was better to be honest with him.

you need to demonstrate harmony with your partner, even if you’re not romantically involved.”

“In this sport you

took a deep

friendship. I liked him really much, but not like a

believe you,

no

for a few seconds. I stood

in

surprised me a

you give me a list of rules? Why do

never scared of me.”

my fate, as I could do nothing against it. But I hoped

but I saw some kind of regret in

to me and held

“Ed never hurt you

He sighed.

fucking jealous, and if I find out someone does to touch you I’ll kill that bustard,

our so–called buend”

who I’m in love with scared me again, but on the contrary. I had to adnut it

Chapter 55 Jealousy

one of them. I was mad too. I loved it just as much as I hated it. He pulled me closer and kissed me, but this

change it. This time, his hand stayed on my face, and he kept me tight, showing me it was up to

want to

and drove me to a table. He sat down and he seated me on his lap. One of his palms rested on my butt, and be kept the other on my tight. I wrapped my arms around his neck. He told

few whorish women at another table, who kept staring at me. Actually, their gaze could kill me. I thought if I had to be

“Are they your fans?”

first, which made all of them look

feel his smile while his

“Ignore them”

like I was his property, and when I

looked at them, they didn’t look different from Gemma at all. They had a dress on which only covered a little, so they weren’t naked, and visibly they were the queens of plastic surgery. One of them probably had serious pain from carrying those huge fake tits, ready to show up after a wrong movement. I was jealous. I was