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

offer him my friendship. I liked him really much, but not like a woman likes a man. He was like my brother or

I believe

have no reason

a few seconds. I stood his

in contact with

question surprised me a

list of rules? Why do you

scared of me.”

I just accepted my fate, as I could do nothing against it. But I hoped that one day I would be lucky

my eyes, but I saw some kind of

closer to me and held my

“Ed never hurt you

He sighed.

someone does to touch

our so–called buend”

thought of who I’m in love with scared me

Chapter 55 Jealousy

became one of them. I was mad too. I loved it just as much

my face, and he kept me tight, showing me it was up to him when

want to

He led me out of the room 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

a few whorish women at another table, who kept staring at me. Actually, their gaze could kill me. I thought if I had to be honest with him, he could repay the favour.

“Are they your fans?”

looked them at first, which made all of them look in another

moved closer to my ear. And I could feel

“Ignore them”

be honest, he acted like I was his property, and when I asked him something this was

One of them probably had serious pain from carrying those huge fake tits, ready to show up after a wrong movement.