Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 24

Chapter 24: Devil’s temptation

The little girl, who looked no more than eight, sat on the chair close to the french window, her small legs tucked beneath her long dress as she watched the pitter-patter of the rain as it fell down and made puddles on the grounds of the Dawson’s mansion. Her hazel eyes were blank and somewhat dazed as she watched the water puddling and the mud splashing as the rain dropped into the mud. She could hear the hit of it against the roof and also see how the droplets of it slid down the glass window she was watching. But that was not what made her sit quietly like that—her forehead was still bandaged, and a few bruises from their accident were still on her body.

"She doesn’t look like our daughter. The townspeople believe she has been possessed or her soul has been replaced with another. You see how she looks and talks—it’s strange, my Lord, she frightens me these days," came Louisiana Dawson, Belle’s mother’s voice from the other room next to the one the young girl was sitting in, listening to them while she watched the rain.

"Calm down, Louisiana. You said you were there with her and saw how the bloodsuckers took her, right?" Duke Griffin Dawson asked his wife, who had told him how they had been attacked, and she woke up to see their first daughter being taken by frightened bloodsuckers into the forest while leaving her with Eve, lying in the overturned carriage.

"Aye, I fell unconscious, and when I woke up, I saw the creatures grab her by the neck. I could have sworn to you that I saw her head being ripped off before they took her away. And all of a sudden, when the people of the next town came to help us, and they tried to search for her body in the forest, we found her in that way I told you about..." Louisiana moaned as if she could not believe what had happened—just like the confused little girl by the window, who was listening to the recounting of the event that had happened to her but yet seemed like a dream or more a nightmare. fгeewёbnoѵel_cσm

She did not understand why everyone kept saying she had been possessed, nor why her parents had refused to hug or touch her since they brought her back home. They had locked her in this room, where she wanted to go outside and play with her sister, but they wouldn’t allow it because they thought she would hurt her.

"What shall we do with her now, my Lord? I don’t think I can ever accept that that thing is our daughter. Our daughter died that day, and this one is not her. Her mere presence terrifies me!" She heard her mother cry out in anguish, and the sound shattered the little heart of the girl in the room, whose fists tightened around her blue dress.

’Mama, I am still me. I am your Isabelle. Mama, please don’t say I am not your daughter. Mama, I wish you would hug me and hold me again.’ The little girl’s hazel eyes brimmed with hot tears as she stared at the locked door, wishing her parents would come in and hold and kiss her like they used to before this.

"This must not spread out, or our family reputation might be shattered. Do you understand, Louisiana? Isabelle must be kept in that room until we are sure she wouldn’t be a threat to anyone in our household. If anyone asks about her, you are to tell them she is sick. For now, we must keep the door locked at all times. God forbid the demon that has possessed her leads her to kill us too—we must be extra careful."

"Yes, my Lord. I do not want her near my daughter ever again. Eve must be kept away from her."

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