Forced Bride Of The Vampire Lord

Hazel, who was still lost in her sleep after being so close to Rafael, felt the heat rising in her body.

She imagined that Rafael was back and holding her in his arms and kissing her passionately.

She felt like he was biting her and sucking on her, taking her soul out of her body as her body started to feel lighter and lighter.

She was about to lose herself in the pleasure when she realized that it was not just a dream but much more than that.

Her eyes opened slowly only to find him holding her in his arms like a precious toy and kissing her with so much desire that she was not able to keep control of his emotions.

Her body was feeling lighter and losing consciousness again when she held his clothes and pulled them.

"Rafael, I am not able to breathe." she whispered as she tried to push him away but her force was nothing more than an ant trying to push a beast yet he let her go as he finally came back to his senses and realized what he was doing.

"What.. Did something happen?" she asked as her hands reached her chest and she slowly rubbed it. That was when she realized that she was all wet.

No! He was all drenched and his proximity made her wet too. Her deep brows furrowed as she continued to stare at him, failing to understand what just happened.

"I was taking a bath since it is too hot here!" he whispered nonchalantly when he felt her gaze at his clothes only for her to look at him as if he was a fool.

"Have you not bought clothes with you?" but if that was the case then shouldn't he have taken off his clothes while bathing or was it some kind of fetish.

"I forgot to take them out." he took out his wet shirt slowly as he said so and threw it on the carpet.

Under the dim light of candles, his face was looking enchanting with his sharp features looking brighter.

The image was enough to entice anyone not to forget the drops of water falling from his hair to his face and lips while slowly falling on his taut muscles.

His strong body could make anyone shiver and even she felt her legs trembling after the passionate kiss they have shared.

Her hold of the sheets tightened as she could not take her eyes off him. His every action was so graceful yet spellbinding that the heat started to rise in her body.

When Rafael ran a hand in his hair and shook them a bit, splashes of water fell on the ground and on her face when her eyes closed instinctively.

Opening them, she stared back at him only to notice that he was already staring at her.

"What.. What happened?" she felt her body churning with a strange feeling bubbling in her body when his heated gaze did not leave her.

"Did something happen between you and your brothers when I was not around?"

"Crash!" All the passionate thoughts bubbling in her mind crashed the moment he asked her about Vincent and Liam and their torment flashed past her eyes, making her whole body turn cold instantly.

The eyes that were looking at him with desire turned blank and her expressions changed.

Could it be that the slave had told him anything? No! He was not in the room, so except Vincent insulting her, he knew nothing.

"He tried to insult me as how an illegitimate daughter is having a place in the central palace instead of an annex building." a soft sigh escaped her lips when she said so.

He was truly a bummer! Asking her about enemies after kissing her so passionately!

"That is it?" That was completely different from what he had heard in the annex building but then again he was not sure if what he had seen was reality or a mirage created by the witch to lure him in.

That made him wonder, were there more witches in the palace and how their numbers have increased so much that they were hiding everywhere.

But even if that was all imagination, he felt his body burn when he remembered how that asshole was thinking of playing with her.

"Why, why are you asking? Did my brother say something to you too?" though she was sure that he would not! Tormenting the weak and respecting the strong was the way his brother treated people.

He was only playing with her since he knew that he could control her.

"No! I did not like that he was in your room in my absence. Next time if he visits you when I am not there, do not let him come in." he stared at her when she did not reply to him.

His eyes were staring at him as if asking why had she not replied yet when she gulped but nodded and closed her eyes, "you will come into my room alone when the maid would come to ask for you!" his words rang in her ears like a warning bell.

If he was so irritated that Vincent had entered her room, what would he do when he came to know about the condition he had put on her?

"Is there any kind of sword fighting competition on the annual day?" he walked out of the bathroom when he noticed her drinking water while her face was drenched with sweat.

His eyes narrowed on her lips that were swollen after the kiss. His gaze slowly went down to the two fangs mark on her neck that was highlighted due to her fair skin.

"I do not know. This is my first time that I am being invited to the founding festival." he nodded as much as he had expected, but that did not mean that he could take chances.

"I hope they have some reward or else the hard work would go in vain!"