Forced Bride Of The Vampire Lord

Hazel felt that her eyes were too puffy. As if she had cried a lot and had not slept for ages.

She rubbed her eyes as she looked around. She was on her bed, covered with her blanket and wearing her pajamas. She remembered that she was still in the bathroom when he had rejected her.

That thought hurt her and she felt betrayed. Even though she knew that they did not have that kind of relationship between them, his direct rejection hurt her.

But if he did not want to touch her, then so be it. She was not going to spend time with him either.

But who had changed her clothes? Did he call a maid or change himself?

"Ha! Does it even matter after the moment we had shared together!" Although he had rejected her in the end, he had touched her everywhere and they spent some passionate moments on this bed.

Her bold moments of touching him there and playing with his girth still burnt her cheeks but the fact that he rejected her after that hurt her too.

Her head still felt heavy as if someone had hammered it hard. She shook her head as she tried to ease the pain.

Holding the sheets tightly in her hands, she sat and looked around. The room was empty. He had already left for work when he had told her that he was going to spend the day with her.

"No! It is better. At least, I did not need to look at his face after waking up." with some difficulty, she stood up from the bed when her knees felt weaker but she avoided the pain and walked towards the closet when the door knocked.

Her hands that had barely reached the door of the closet turned rigid as she stared at the door with a mix of emotions. She was angry, hurt, disappointed yet happy that he returned.

"Come in!" the voice came better than she had thought.  She did not sound as miserable as she was feeling right now.

But to her surprise and disappointment, Rafael was not the one on the door. So he did not even think it was necessary to come and apologize to her after what happened!

"Such a jerk! Scumbag!" she cursed him as she looked away from the door where a maid was standing with a confused look on her face.

"My lady, lord Rsafael had asked me to ask you if you need anything when you wake up. Since you are not feeling better, shall I call the physician?" so that excuse he had made to leave her alone. What an easy way to shift his responsibilities.

She shook her head as a wry smile formed on her lips. "Ha! In which dream you are living hazel, he has never taken you as his responsibility!"  The words were harsh but true and it would be better if she would face them rather than hiding behind the pain.

"No! Come and help me in getting dressed. I have work to do.'' The maid opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something but closed it as she walked closer with a nod when she noticed the cold eyes of Hazel.

She took out a dress and helped hazel in getting dressed.

"Did Rafael give any other instructions?" hazel asked casually as she stared back at the reflection of the maid in the mirror when she was combing hazel's hair.

"Lord asked me to take good care of you and bring you warm soup. He said that you are feeling cold and nauseous." so, he did not ask for help changing her clothes.

She nodded as it would sound odd if a husband would ask others to change the clothes of his wife. Yet she felt rage on herself that she fainted in the washroom and gave him a chance to help her.

Though the distance between them is vast, she felt like she got more indebted to him whenever she thought that she would not go closer to him anymore.

"My lady, it would not be a good idea to go out if you are not feeling well. Why don't I bring you some warm food and desserts that will make you feel better while you rest here?" she asked in a cautious tone but her expressions seemed worried as if she cared about Hazel who shook her head.

"That would not be needed. I am much better and I have many tasks to do. So, you do not need to worry. And I think my hair is good this way. You do not need to put more effort into it.`` Hazel tried to stand up with a braid of her hair and minimal make up as she did not want to stay in this room anymore.

It is making her feel suffocating. The maid looked worried and opened her mouth to stop her again when her eyes lowered. But a hint of panic could be seen in them.

"My lady.. I.. I was there when his highness, crown prince Vincent tried to force you." she spoke abruptly when she saw Hazel wearing heels, ready to leave the room.

Hazel halted in her steps but did not react to her further.

"You do not need to worry about it and do not mention it to anyone else.'' She did not want Rafael to feel pity for her and continue to help her.

She wanted to get free from both cages and start a new life. Though she knew that it would hurt her to leave Rafael but he was not hers to begin with. She should rather spend her time thinking about her future.

She opened her purse and took out a gold coin as the cost of her silence. Walking closer, she passed the gold coin to the maid,

"You do not know anything. Do you get it?"

"My lady, I do not need money, I want to tell you that you are not alone!"