Cold Hearted Princess

Chapter 60 Punishment

*Your thigh has bruises on

I looked at it, it indeed looked bad, but even if I didn’t fall that badly for a long time, I got used to it.

“I used to have many of them.”

He remained quiet, but I saw he didn’t like that at all. After we got

I agreed.

we got dressed, he asked me if I wanted to watch a movie in the cinema room. Actually, I didn’t mind,

I made myself comfortable but, just as I expected, he held me in his embrace. We laid there lazily till dinner time. I wanted to cook something, but he wanted me to rest. I didn’t mind.

While we sat at the table, eating. I was thinking about how lazy I became, and I didn’t like it at all. I used to get up at about four am every day. I trained, studied, worked, skated, cooked, and I still had a little time to spend with my friends sometimes.

Now I was happy with Gideon, and I got to train Ava, but I had nothing else to do

at are you thinking about?” I looked up at Gideon. While my thoughts wear far away, I stopped eating and probably he noticed that

“Nothing”

“Alice, if a wo

I smiled.

a woman says nothing, that never means nothing.”

lazy, I always had a lot to do, but now I do

“Don’t you like it?”

“I miss being busy.”

looked at

have never been

trying to tell me you

I shrugged my shoulders,

can say it like

out a sigh. I didn’t know what it was supposed to

have you finished your

at my plate. It

said while he stood up and stepped to me. He lifted me up into his arms and he walked

“Gideon,

what are you dolug?”

you are not giving me another choice. So fm going to give your promised punishment now. And then every single

on the bed, and he went to his dressing room. He came back in a minute with two thin ropes in his hand. I watched him with

hell are you

answering me, he held my hand, and he tied my wists to

him. He’d never hurt me,

Chapter 60 Punishment

me up, then he held a pillow and put it under my butt. He spread my legs, and he kneeled between them, pushing his lower abdomen to mine. His palms slipped up on my belly, caressing my breasts.

his palm slipped back on my breasts, gently massaged them. He didn’t

the bedside cabinet and took a small knife out.

looking at my bra for a few s knife to it. He cut it

seconds, he moved the

he put the knife back into the drawer, he held my ruined bra,

could feel his tongue as well. I moaned in pleasure. I never thought it could feel that good. It seemed like hours passed when he stopped, but he only moved to the other side to continue torturing me the same way he did with the other. I felt I’d go mad if he wouldn’t touch me