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.”

I always had a lot to do, but

“Don’t you like it?”

“I miss being busy.”

at

have never been

to tell

I shrugged my shoulders,

say

what it was supposed to mean,

finished

at my plate. It was

me. He lifted me up into his arms and he

“Gideon,

what are you dolug?”

to be nice because you got injured, but you are not giving me another choice. So fm going to give your promised punishment

and he went to his dressing room. He came back in a minute with two thin ropes in his

what the hell are you

hand, and he tied my wists to the bed frame.

He’d never hurt

Chapter 60 Punishment

mine. His palms slipped up on my belly,

finally stopped to kiss me. He kneeled up again, and his palm slipped back on my breasts, gently massaged them. He didn’t stop rubbing his private part

I frowned curiously when he reached out to his drawer in the bedside cabinet and took a

my bra for a

seconds, he moved the

into the drawer, he held my ruined bra, and

my nipples. He sucked it gently while I 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