All Chapters of The Heartless Princess: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

The princess bent down, resting her head against Lauren's shoulder, closing her eyes as she felt Lauren's slow caress on her back, making her calm for a time they couldn't define, she wanted to stay that way until her legs got tired of it. be standing."I didn't see you dancing at the party." – Lauren made a sudden comment that made Karila raise her face to look at her.- I do not dance.Lauren frowned.- Never? - She questioned confused. Karila slowly shook her face.- Never Why?— Just curiosity, you have a different way of dancing here, that little situation of appreciation where the distance dictates the power of the movements, my country is a bit like appreciation and enjoying the connection of feeling when touching and being touched. – Lauren said biting her lower lip reluctantly that Karila didn't understand.— And how do they dance? – the princess genuinely asked."Do you really want to find out?" – The historian sketched a mocking smile that made Karila hesitate if th

Karila paused for a few seconds, feeling the strong vertigo touch the back of her neck, which made her pause the hurried movement to take a single breath and steady herself, her hands moved to her face, wiping the tears from her cheeks, she forced her face in a smile, two failed attempts to align the body and swallow the painful tears.I had to pretend that everything was fine.She went down the stairs into the mansion alone, the security guards were restricted to staying at the entrances, on alert under any circumstances of attack. The princess moved her body to her meeting room first, her hands searching for what she needed in one of the cupboards.“Sarosh? – Her voice rose in a call as she returned to the corridor, going down the stairs towards the kitchen, her body became even slower when Lauren appeared in her peripheral vision, she was talking to Sarosh animatedly, she didn't understand her state of mind so high.It was clear that he had no idea about anything.“I just got

CairoThe procession was tremendously silent, they would be surprised if it were different, Al Sisi's gaze projected to the body in the white shroud was visibly cold, he didn't show reactions other than an obstinacy penetrated into the white cloth, trying to idealize that it was different.He knew that that had to happen for his life to have peace and his plans to walk in successful directions, having the sovereign power in hand had cost him a lot, strangely expensive. He felt satisfied, horribly satisfied as he pressed his fingers together in front of him and lifted his dogged gaze to the people clustered in the streets on floors below his feet.They had a frightened look on their faces, as if at any moment something terrible might implode in Egypt and put their lives in jeopardy forever. The executioner's sovereignty of the trained military man did not allow even a trace of hope in his eyes to prevail. He acted the way he was used to: superior to his people, and a thousand times

Maybe no one would have counted that in the midst of all that mess, Lauren's pretenses about not understanding anything in the local language, what factors changed the cycle of what they could do. Ursel knew they had little time, he had no plans in mind, he knew they were at a dead end on how to help Karila, there was no hope about a suggestion, while Dayna had little progress with Normani, as the woman was closed off and didn't care. would open so easily, at the same time Al Sisi always protruded ahead, which worried the princess of Belgium to the extreme.Lauren had found a point of comfort in the middle of the chaos when she became fascinated by the need to know who was the face behind that hijab, when after a night on the terrace drinking wine with the woman, seeing too much, she became interested in which paths she could explore in the impossible. She didn't open her mouth to name anyone, didn't understand the sensations that overcame her when she stopped in silence to enjoy eve

It took minutes...What they could not trace in years, or even months, was just a few minutes for Lauren Jauregui.- The structure of that country is difficult, the insertion of what is foreign is impossible if we take it to coherent levels. -His comment caught Dayna's attention and she nodded, not understanding where she was going, but she knew it was reasoning aloud, Lauren was gradually expressing herself.- External influences would not be impactful, you as women of power do not become anything in the sphere of influence within this country, the poison is fed from the inside out and not the other way around, it is not enough that you are far away and look over your shoulder trying to help, that's unlikely if the poison isn't implanted in here. - She was still following her impeccable line of reasoning.Astrid seemed more and more interested by the second, paying attention to each different breath Lauren took as she spoke.- The country they represent is extremely important, a