This was about a princess who's cold in nature Love later melt her cold heart and this opened door of many secrets she's not aware of
This was about a princess who's cold in nature Love later melt her cold heart and this opened door of many secrets she's not aware of
💦💦THE COLD HEARTED PRINCESS 💦💦💦💦
she's pretty but rude 💋💋
Synopsis
Hell no, I can never date someone like you, despite all the hell you make me go through , never in this lifetime will i marry someone like you, so get it in your fucking SKULL!!!
Sorry for my bad manners, I'm Damien, a medical doctor, I'm an only child of a billionaire but humble parent . And guess what? They are the best
I resides at New York with my parent but got transferred to Korean for the mean time where I met this arrogant princess ............
Should I continue?
💦💦THE COLD HEARTED PRINCESS 💦💦💦
she's pretty but rude 💋💋💋
Chapter one
Emperor Kang Lee is the greatest of all in the while of south korean, he was loved by all and sundry because of his generosity and fair judgement, but he has a daughter Kang Kyung who was very pretty but rude, having lost her monther when she was born, her father doted on her and always advice her to be humble but all his effort prove abortive
(KANG KYUNG ROOM)
KYUNG POV
Grannnnnnnnnn, the sound of the alarm keep ringing, the sound is so irritating ...Ahhhh she picks the alarm clock and tossed it to the other side.
Haven't I told those useless maids not to set the alarm again? The idiot that set it will be severally purnished... MAIDS!!!! ( about five maids quickly rished in shivering, bowing there heads immediately they enter )Good morning young mistress they greeted, what's good about the morning? I yelled making them to shiver more, who the hell among you set the alarm? I yelled, they started staring at eachother without saying a word. Have you all gone deaf? You all know that I don't like repeating myself, I yelled again
Its Ki...ra your highness one of the maid stuttered
Can't you speak clearly? when did you turn to a stammerer? I yelled at her
It's Kira your highness, she finally said...
Ohh, I guess so I know you are the only one that always violate my rule, I said turning to her. Haven't I told you not to set the alarm again? it's His higness that asked ...... Before she could completed her statement , I landed two slap on bothe her face which makes her to fall on the floor, tears swell up in her face as she hold her two cheeks, guess you know the punishment for disobeying me? as I said this, they all look up at me with fear visibly written on their faces, which I care less
Now get me a scissors, whip, and water. One of them quickly scurried out and soon she was back with what I requested, Now drag her to the basement , the idiot maid keep wailing as they dragged heget ready to face the consequence of disobedience , I said
AT THE BASEMENT( known as torment room)
Kira was tied to a pole, crying and begging the princess for mercy
KYUNG POV CONT
Now get me the scissors, I said to one of the maid , I started cutting Kira's long hair to a very short one, once I'm done I threw the scissors away, Now pour the water on her, I commanded, after the water has been poured, I ordered them to start whipping her twenty five hard strokes each, they started taking turn lashing the cane on her body, I sat watch them with satisfactory smile on my face, that's what anybody that disobey me must pass through 😏😏😏😏😏
TBC
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