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.”

like I’m lazy, I always had

“Don’t you like it?”

“I miss being busy.”

looked at me

I have

you trying to tell me you

I shrugged my shoulders,

can say it

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

you finished

my plate.

He lifted me up into his arms and he walked with me to

“Gideon,

what are you dolug?”

promised punishment now. And then every single

came back in a minute with two thin ropes in his hand. I watched him with my eyes

what the hell are

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

in him. He’d never hurt me,

Chapter 60 Punishment

lower abdomen to mine. His palms slipped up on my belly, caressing my breasts. After bending over me, he kissed me. I was

me. He kneeled up again, and his palm slipped back on my breasts, gently massaged them. He didn’t stop

me like this for a while. I frowned curiously when he reached out to his drawer in the bedside cabinet and took a small knife out.

the knife to my belly, and he cut my t–shirt. The knife was sharp, so it made a quick, clear cut. After looking at my bra for a few s

seconds, he moved the

into the drawer, he held my ruined bra, and

feel that good. It seemed like hours passed when he stopped, but he