Forced Bride Of The Vampire Lord

“Are you in there?” Hazel stared at the window where the man she met in the party was standing while Rafael was on the door personally.

“Hazel, if you don’t reply, I am going to break the door and enter!” he threatened when she did not reply but the eyes of the strange man kept her captivated.

“Your partner is back in your town, she has been taken by a man named Albus!” she whispered under her breath, but he was able to hear her clearly.

His eyes flickered but there was no surprise in them. He kept staring at her when she raised a brow.

“Thank you!”

“For saving the girl? Should you not say sorry?” she asked in a teasing tone when he shook his head piqued her interest again.

“For ensuring me that i have taken the right decision.” he winked at her flirtatiously before leaving a kiss in the air and then flying away when she shook her head but a smile formed on her lips without knowing her.

“That is going to be interesting!” she muttered under her breath.

“Knock! Knocked!”  only then did she hear the banging of the door and cursed.

She waved her hands and the door opened. She found Rafael standing there with his hands in the air.

His face was pale and his eyes were trembling. When he found her standing at the front of the door, he ran and hugged her tightly in his arms, making her surprised for a moment when she smiled.

“Looked like someone was worried for me!” she teased as her hands wrapped around his waist too. But her petite hands were not able to hold him fully.

“I have always been worried about you. But now you are my breath, if you would not be closer, then I would die!” he created a bit of distance between their touching bodies and stared deep into her eyes when he said those words intensely.

She could feel the heat coming from his body and burning her cheeks. “Such cringey lines. Who would have thought that a vampire that had no blood or tears would be able to say such lines to a woman.” though she teased and took it lightly, her hold on his arm tightened and her stomach churned again.

The same wetness started to feel down there and she knew that it was not because of some drugs this time.

“You have become different!” she whispered when he nodded without a shame.

“My father had always said, express your love to the lady every time you meet her, so that you would not be cuckolded!” he was saying all those cringey lines with such a straight face that she did not know how to react.

Though he had always been kind and quirky, who would have thought that he was able to say such words.

“Though I would kill anyone who would take a step closer to you, so I need not worry about being cuckolded!” Just as he said so, he tilted his head and looked at the window.

“And here I thought you were possessed! Glad to see the old one back.” she rolled her eyes as she leaned back on his chest without giving him an explanation.

She felt better when she saw his grumbling face.

“Why do I smell something burning?” she wriggled her nose and then smelled around him, “oh my, are you the burnt one?” she asked with twinkling eyes and a sly smile on her face when he raised a brow.

“If you continue to tease me then I will take you in my arms and I promise the gathering will not be our destination.” his eyes turned a shade darker as his eyes fasted on the visuals.

pꪖnᦔa (nꪫꪣ)ꫀ​l​ She could feel the intensity he was looking at her. It was burning with scorching heat. As if he was disrobing her from his eyes but instead of feeling embarrassed, she stood there boldly as if challenging her.

“Suddenly I am curious, what would be the destination then?” she asked back while playing with the button of his shirts when he smirked.

He held her waist and thighs and pulled her up in his arms.

“If the lady wanted to know how she was going to be eaten, who am I to refuse her request!” he whispered in her ears with that seductive voice that melted her in his arms.

“Mm, let’s see who is going to eat who!” she said as she laughed.

That was the only indication he needed. He could not explain how deprived and desperate he was.

If possible, he would not waste time going to their room. The place was just fine and private but he did not want her first time to be in the washroom.

He wanted to make her feel special yet he wanted to go wild with her.

Her smell was tantalizing him all this time. And the way she whispered in the ears of a strange man, he wanted to tear her clothes then and there and claim her so that everyone would know that she was hers.

But at the same time he did not want any other man to look at her. She was driving him crazy and keeping him on the edge.

Or since when he started to knock on the door of a washroom and wait for the other party to respond.

He chuckled at his own craziness. He could have broken the door in a second but he wanted her to open the door and tell him about the man.

But she did not! Why?

He stared back at the girl that was leaning on his shoulders and had already opened the three buttons of his shirts as if she was the eager one here and a dark ray of light flashed past his eyes.

“Hazel, if you are hiding anything then it only means that you did not trust me yet. I hope you can overcome this soon. I am not a patient man to begin with.”