Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 108

Chapter 108: "Are you swollen?"

When the carriage began moving around the park at White Valley at a fair clip, Belle was lost in thoughts about what she discovered in that book in the refreshments room of the boutique.

She had hidden the book when Rohan came in by stuffing it inside one of the bags beside her, but thankfully she had read enough to understand what she had to do to help him if he was in that state that could harm him.

Not being like the other vampires, she wasn’t certain if it would affect him like the book had said, but then that bulge that she had felt against her even this morning—where he pulled her into him as he broke the wrist of the girl—made her believe he might be different, but he was still a man, and everything that happened to other men happened to him.

She had flushed when he came in, and knowing he might know what she had been reading by picking up her heartbeat, she had urged him that she wanted to go home and the shopping was enough.

They had left the building and now she wondered how she was going to inspect him. She could wait until they reached the castle of course, but knowing that Cordelia was there and could interrupt them again, she did not want to be discouraged.

More than once she had let her eyes sway to his... his man part, but because of the black trousers he wore she could not dispute whether there was a bulge there or not. Now that he was sitting, all she had to do was turn and see, but to her absolute shock, the moment she turned, she found him reading the same book she had been reading in the room, and her eyes widened.

Without thinking about what she was doing, she reached out with the intention to yank it away from his grip, but as if anticipating her movement, he pulled it up and away from her reach and then glanced down at her with his devilish smirk.

"Naughty little wife. Tsk, no wonder you looked so red when I came in. It turns out the little cat is finally learning to catch a rat. Tell me, did you learn to catch it?" he teased as he used the book to playfully hit her head, causing her to move back, mortified and shy at being caught.

"I—I was only holding it. How did you get the book?" she asked, not looking at him and staring ahead as if there was something more interesting in the wall that separated them from the coachman. She’d hidden it before he opened the door—how the hell did he know she was reading this particular book?

"Tsk, how wouldn’t I get it? I walked into the room and suddenly my wife hides something inside the bag, with her heart beating so fast I could hear it from the next room, and then she had those adorable colors on her cheeks that make me want to pinch and squeeze them. How wouldn’t I get curious about what she’s hiding?" He clicked his tongue and then added, "All I had to do was carry the bag and let her move ahead of me and tuck the thing she hid inside my coat. Simple as that. But who would have thought she was looking through naked-ass men on the pages, hmm?"

Belle blushed to the root of her head when he phrased it like that, and she turned defensively to him. "I wasn’t looking at their nakedness, I was reading!" she exclaimed, wishing the carriage would open and throw her out.

Rohan laughed in amusement. "Reading? Don’t tell me you didn’t look at this small cock idiot on the page before you started reading it?"

"I... I didn’t take it to see any man naked. I was only—"

"Only trying to compare your husband to one of them?" He smiled wickedly when she looked up at him with that innocent flushed face of hers and a glare in her hazel eyes.

"Compare you to them? Why would I do such a thing? There’s nothing to compare when I can’t even see their faces, the painting hides their face," she said, completely missing his meaning, and that made him chuckle and shake his head before playfully hitting her nose with the top of the book.

"Tell me then, what did you read in it?" he asked, arching his brows. The book was educational in some form of ways, but it wasn’t kept in that refreshments room for education, but for women to swipe through the pages and look through the drawings of naked men and compare them to their lovers’ or even husbands’ bodies, to have fantasies about something unrealistic—or perhaps realistic, but not on all men.

Every page contained a drawing and a body part of a man, drawn and even painted to look realistic. He bet if any woman who picked the book saw any written words, the drawings were still the first thing that would catch one’s attention. Now, catching his bunny reading such a book, he couldn’t help but wonder what she had learned from it.

When there was no reply from the man beside her—as she wasn’t looking at him—she dug her fingers into her dress. Had she said something she wasn’t supposed to? Had she insulted him in some way? Why didn’t she just bite her tongue and swallow it to death!! frёeweɓηovel_coɱ

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