Forced Bride Of The Vampire Lord

"Leave the room." Lucian who was shocked with their conversation came out of his thoughts when he heard Rafael roaring at him.

He blinked and realized that Rafael's eyes had turned redder and his fangs were peeking out of his mouth. He was truly angry.

His eyes looked at Hazel with worry but his heart broke when he noticed that she was not even looking back at him.

Her eyes were stilled on Rafael who had turned to look back at her. His eyes moved from her to Rafael and then to her.

He felt like a third wheel who was trying to make his place forcefully. The bitter taste in his mouth made him feel awful.

He felt nauseated and his head started to feel heavy as he dragged his tired body out of their room. He took a few steps away but he felt that he could not move anymore and leaned on the wall and closed his eyes.

His body slumped on the ground and his eyes closed as he felt that brightness was hurting him when a tear escaped his eyes.

She had chosen him over Rafael, yet he felt like he had already lost her.

In the room,

The moment Lucian left the room, Rafael pounced on the girl and hovered over him.

"You are bell? You are a witch, right? I knew it. I have always known it. That damn blind fool.. He was a fool. I knew it.. I knew since start.'' Hazel stared at the man who had waited for her for so long up to the limit that he killed any woman who tried to come closer to him.

But right now, he was trying to find Bella through her. But sadly, only Hazel is left. Though she had fading and blurry memories of Bella and her powers. She was not Bella.

She had a body and memories of Hazel in spite of Bella's powers. Damn! It was so confusing that she could not even explain what she was feeling but one thing was sure…

If he was looking for someone else in her, she was not ready to give in to him.

"No! You know wrong! I am Hazel. Did you hear that? `` Just when his face was inches away from kissing her, she pushed him away with gritted teeth.

The annoyance of losing her identity to her past hit her so hard that she did not realize how much force she had used in that push.

She was shocked when he flew in the sky and hit the ceiling before falling on his two feet. It happened to fast forward that she was not able to react.

She sat up on her bed and then stared at him with a look of shock in her eyes.

She blinked and then looked at her hands and then at him. She was sure if he would have been a human, he would have died.

It was only due to his quick reflexes that he was standing on his feet instead of falling over his back due to gravity.

"Woah! That hurts." he touched his back and showed his fingers to her that were full of blood.

She stared back at the ceiling where his back had hit the chandelier that was sharp enough to pierce his back. The corner of the chandelier was red.

"You should kiss my wounds.. That way I will feel less pain."

"........" she rolled her eyes and the feeling of guilt that was filling her heart vanished in an instant.

"If you have the nerve to crack jokes, then I am sure you are fine." He was not that weak. The way he was standing tall, she was sure that his wounds must have already healed.

"How could you be so cruel to me, my wife. Shouldn't you be a bit gentle? After all, we are a newly married couple." he said with a look of hurt in his face but she knew that he was faking it.

He walked closer to her but this time his body was vigilant for any attack.

"'Come here and kiss me if not my wounds. You know my heart is wounded by your actions too." tsk! Look at his face!

It should be illegal to make that sweet and hurt expression with that handsome face. He was taking advantage of his assets but what surprised her more was he was not asking her any more questions but playing coquettish with her.

She couldn't keep it up with the change in his mood even after getting beaten.

"Are you a masochist? Why are you so happy that you got beaten?" She could see that his eyes were twinkling just the way it was when they met for the first time.

But with time that twinkle in his eyes was dimmed and he had started to look at her coldly at some point of time. But the joy and that sparkle had returned yet she was not happy since she knew that it was not because of her but for the past he had spent with her.

Or was she being too harsh on him? She needed time to adjust to her new reality.

She closed her eyes and rubbed her forehead again as she laid on the bed and covered herself with a blanket.

She did not want to talk to a man who was grinning like a fool after getting beaten. She would wait for mature Rafael to return if he would ever come to continue their conversation.

"Haven't you always beaten me? Even when i have brought you as slave, do you remember that you have bit my fingers with full force and i have bled for an hour for the first time in my life.

I think I really am a masochist when it comes to you, now that I look at the past we have spent together."

"Ha! Didn't I tell you that Bella had died and she is not here anymore. I do not have any past with you, Rafael. And this time I will kill you if you come closer to me."