Cold Hearted Princess

Chapter 5

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Chapter 5 I don't care about her Gideon I watched the ceiling, gasping, while I could hear Gemma's heavy breathing as well. We just had an incredibly satisfying sex. She knew very well what she had to do to makefeel in heaven. She was withfor approximately five years. I did not know how long exactly. I couldn't care less.

I never loved a woman, never even wanted to. I just enjoyed my life, and Gemma could givethe biggest pleasure out of the numerous others I ever slept with.

Gemma was attractive; she had a beautifully shaped body; she had long blonde hair, blue eyes, big silicone tits, and I knew how much she loved me. I knew that she'd have done everything for me, and I liked that. I used that.

She turned on her side, and she hugged me, laying her head on my chest.

"That was fantastic. You really know what a woman needs." She laughed, so did I. I liked the way she tried to feed my ego to makelike her more.

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I caressed her back and laughed too, but actually, this time, I felt sorry for her. I still haven't got the courage to tell her I'm getting married on Saturday.

Probably she would freak out, and she would be angry with me, but she had to understand, I was doing this for her. I was doing this for her safety.

We had a huge conflict with an Italian don, and they killed two of my trusted ones already.

They senta letter; they said I would pay for them with someone who I had close to me.

My family was safe, I knew that. But my father warnedabout Gemma. He needed to convinceI had to defend her even if I wasn't in love with her, and he was right, eventually.

So, after a long conversation with him, he found a solution. He said he would buy a wife for me. I had to marry her, and make my marriage public. They wanted to take someone who was important to me. My father thought if they got to know a woman stole my heart for real, they would want the one who I love to take the perfect revenge on me, and Gemma would be safe.

First, I argued with my father. I thought Riccardo wouldn't believe that at all. He knewwell. He knew I only used women. But finally I agreed, as Gemma was innocent. She couldn't pay for something that she had nothing to do with. And I couldn't think of anything better, anyway.

I caressed her back. Even if I wasn't in love with her, after I talked to my father, I felt like she indeed deserved to be protected.

I wasn't looking forward to the argument between us, but I kept reminding myself this was all happening for her safety.

I asked my dad to search for people who sell women. When he found an agent in one day, I felt surprised.

We could buy a young woman through our relationships, but I wanted a new one, who wasn't on the market at all, so no one would recognise her.

I worried a bit I might would be fancy having sex with her, but to avoid this, I created a list of rules, so she couldn't help her look.

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I always liked the “barbie” types. I liked when they used strong makeup and plastic surgery. The whorish look was my favourite, when they wore high heels and short skirts.

For me, a woman had to have a sexy and perfect appearance next to me. I didn't want them to know how to cook or how to do housework. I didn't even require them to be clever or think. The only thing that was important towas their looks, their mouth and their tight inner walls.

So there would be no way forto feel fancy for my wife. I could play that we were happy together, and when they wanted to harmby her, they were free to take her, and they could do whatever they wanted to do with her. I wouldn't hold them back to enjoy their revenge.

I knew she had arrived today. My parents calledmany times. They wantedto see her. But I didn't care about her at all. I thought it would be enough to see her at the wedding. I chose a room for her in my house, which was a pleasant room. I thought she deserved it. She would die innocently or worse, maybe they would keep her and they could use her for anything. That thought madegive her a nice place.

She requested to study. I was sure I wouldn't have to pay for a lot of years, so I agreed. They said she was doing skind of sport, an expensive one.

Normally, I wouldn't agree with that, but I felt a little guilty about taking a healthy, young virgin girl to be the victim. So I agreed. Probably, I didn't need to pay for it for long either; I thought.

It was tforto go. I got up and dressed. Gemma put a robe on and watched me. I knew my mum was going to make sure my wedding would be everywhere, in the news, in the newspapers, just to show her friends the Sullivan's wealth. So even if I didn't want to, I had to tell her. When I was ready, after a long sigh, I looked at her.

"Gemma, I have to tell you something." She looked atand frowned.

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