Forced Bride Of The Vampire Lord

"Ah, you must be reminiscing about old times with my wife, right? But even if that is the case, don't you think closing the bedroom of someone else's wife is inappropriate?

If it would have been our land, you would have been killed for that.

Brother or not, I did not like it when men came closer to my wife." he walked in under the surprised eyes of Vincent who soon turned back to his calm face and even smiled.

"I was just showing her the room and helping her in setting down. After all, it has been a long time since she had stayed between people of her kind.

I did not want her to look lost, but since you are here, I must say goodbye." Rafael narrowed his eyes but did not say a word when the man passed him a sarcastic comment with that angelic face of his and turned to leave the room.

He had realized something was wrong when the emperor left the room after greeting him. How could he that was so suspicious of vampires could leave him alone with the vice chancellor of council.

Shouldn't he be staying there and keeping an eye on them while picking a bone at every possible chance.

And just when he was about to stand up, the councilman tried his best to keep him indulged. Though the matters were important there was no need to discuss them at that time.

It took him a while to convey that if he would not let him go, he would lose his life.

But just when he came out of the room, a girl with blonde hair and green eyes stopped him in his tracks.

Telling that she was his sister in law, the woman literally threw herself in his arms. If it were not for the fact that he had not touched any woman after he married Hazel, he would have thrown her on the wall and had his ways with it.

But it took all his force to not snap her head or feed on her since he did not know how  to react to it.

He only realized that he was worried about her reaction when he had pushed away the woman and walked out from there.

Since when had he started caring about  that much!

A weary smile formed on his face but when he looked around there was no one to guide him. He asked a few maids about Hazel's room but each of them looked scared and clueless.

A few of them ran away as if he had asked them about their room.

Shaking his head, he tried a few more times but in the end, gave up. Then he closed his eyes and tried to smell her.

But her smell was so faint as if it was covered with another smell.

Only the thought was enough to annoy him. If he had not find this foolish slave looking around like he was a lost child in a fair, he would have gone berserk.

Thank goodness, he knew where she was but he was looking so pale and worried that it even made him anxious. Only he knew how he had kept his calm while coming to her only to find her room was locked.

Just when he decided to tear the door apart, it opened and a man with the same blond hair and green eyes was standing there with a smirk on his face.

He looked as if he was a high and mighty person. His arrogance was making the whole room filthy.

He would have taught him a lesson and showed him where he belonged if it would have been any other time, but right now, he was worried about it . So he just wanted to get rid of this nuisance.

Just as Vincent walked out of the room, Rafael closed the door with a bang on the face of the slave who had brought him here.

He could see him getting his teeth but he did not care.

"What happened? Why are you sitting there with that expression on your face?" he asked as he walked in? She was looking pale as if she had seen the ghost.

He bent and tried to look into her eyes but she looked away and closed them making him further anxious.

This was the first time in two decades that he had felt himself on the edge. He was not too ignorant of these feelings. They were the same when he had bought Isabella as a slave and brought her to the palace.

He used to stay worried constantly that she would not be treated well in his absence. In the end, he started taking her everywhere with him so that he could be assured while being called a stalker by her.

"I am fine. I am just thinking about my old days." she whispered as she stood up and he snapped back to his memories.

"Just that?" it did not look that simple with the way she was avoiding his eyes.

If she only reminisced about her past, she would have told him with that nostalgic look on her face like she had told him about Anne.

"Yes, it might be because I have not rested after such a long journey.

I should have taken a bath first before indulging myself in such a long conversation." her eyes felt uneasy when she saw the maid standing in the corner of the room.

If she had seen all that, yet kept her presence invisible that she must have belonged to her brother.

She must be here to keep an eye on her every action. Even after running so far, she felt like was living in a dream while in reality she was still in the same cage where she was since the start.

They must have laughed over her struggles!

"I am going to take a bath. You should take a rest too, my lord. It was a long day for both of us."

"Hmm, but I have not taken my meal."