Cold Hearted Princess

Chapter 66 The funeral

Riccardo

I sat down of my desk after I listened to Carlo. What I heard shocked me. I have been looking for Fiorella for many yes as I wanted to find her to take my revenge on her. To give her what she deserved after betraying me

The news of her death didn’t really make me happy. I would have rather done it myself, but to know how much she suffered next to that rat gave me some kind of satisfaction. I didn’t even know Charles helped her to escape. Even if he became my first target, Fiorella’s death meant I had another important thing to get done,

“What about Alice? I looked at Carlo, who lowered his head.

“I apologize, Riccando, The Sullivans are protecting her really well. We had no chance to get close to her yet.”

“How is that possible?” I asked him in anger. His words made me fuming. Not just because I wanted Alice, but because I couldn’t believe that my guys were just not smart enough to win against the damned Sullivans

“Gemma said Gideon is into her, and the whole family is guiding her.”

me laugh.

His words made me

“Gideon only needs holes to fuck. It can’t be serious.”

However, Carlo’s seriousness didn’t put me at ease.

“She said Gideon bought her to be his wife because he hoped to fool you. After the accident, he wanted to protect Gemma, but he changed towards her.”

I thook my head.

“Gemma told me everything about that sight. Gideon treated her as his enemy, forcing her to speak. Gideon confessed his love for Alice in the front of them. Gemma hates her, so she has no reason to lie. She would be thrilled if we finally had Alice in our hands.”

“Oh, she will. But hold your whore luck, Carla Alice is mine. You must bring her to me.”

“Understood Signo

now. Leave me alone.” I said after a

door and left without a word. I just sat there, thinking. Surely, that ret hid himself somewhere, watching the happenings. He fooled me like no one before, and that made me faming. I knew

the clock. Surely, my loved ones slept this time. I sat down, but my mind didn’t want to rest.

the cabinet to take a bottle of forty–year–old Dalmore whiskey, and I poured a single shot into a glass. After observing

closed my eyes while I sat there, holding the glass in my hand, helping

closed eyes, trying to relax, but my eyes opened in astonishment when I felt soft hands caressing my shoulders, slipping down

so tired, and you are so stiff. Let

closing my eyes back while I enjoyed

you still thinking

opened my eyes again and

would know how I feel after all they

feel how much it hurt you, but you shouldn’t worry too much,

guiding her. I can’t go close in her. And that rat is hiding so well.”

moved in front of me, and she sat on my lap facing me. In this position, her beautiful breasts were in line with my chin. She only wore a light, silk, green–colored nightgowns, which left her

Chapter 66 The funeral

me on, of

She smiled at me.

you need help?” She asked, but I knew, this time, she meant this case,

and I couldn’t hold myself back from touching her. My palms cupped

I don’t want you to

but this wouldn’t be the same. The Sullivans don’t know me. I presuming they don’t

can’t let you get hurt, Alexandra. And think about Mattes

an iden, so let’s make a deal, I will tell you about it, and

use it. How

stood up, keeping her in my arms. She wrapped her legs around my waist, and I carried her into our bedroom. As soon as I laid her on the bed, I literally are that nightgown into two

We only put the obituary in the local newspaper. I didn’t expect amone to come, but the Sullivans said we are