Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 46

Chapter 46: A soothing kiss_Part 2

Belle felt her throat turn suddenly dry as he regarded her with that his smiling face that was anything but warm. She had learned to accept that Rohan did not have any warm or tender expressions, and if it weren’t for his warm body, she would have thought he was a dead man completely incapable of living.

"Cat got your tongue, little bunny?" he snarled when she didn’t speak and looked as pale as a ghost. He bracketed her tiny waist in his large hands and pulled her dangerously close to him, where their bodies pressed, and he leaned down to her neck, grazing his lips against her damp skin until he reached her ear, where she stiffened.

"I can hear your heart beating so fast, it’s the rhythm of guilt, sweetheart. Why are you guilty? Are you keeping the stake to do something very, very bad, hmm?" he hummed, his lips so close to her ear his breath tickled her into moving her shoulder up as if to block the ticklish feeling and the sensation it brought.

"I don’t know what you are talking about. I—" she began to feign ignorance about the matter as she believed that was the only way to avoid revealing what she was not to say to anyone of his kind. She had been warned that if she gave the humans’ secrets away to anyone of the bloodsuckers, then she would be on her own, and the people of Aragonia would reject her as one of them and wash their hands of her. Those were her father’s strict warnings on the day of the wedding when he had come to speak to her alone.

However, she felt Rohan’s hand tighten around her waist, and he pulled her more into his body before she could finish speaking, but because of the layers under her dress, Belle did not feel what her presence did to his body.

"Don’t lie to me, little bunny, I can see right through you. You are not a good liar, your little heart gives you away so easily. What a traitor of a heart you have," he tsked as he loosened the lace of the dress slowly and let his other hand rest low on her hip.

"H-how can you judge my words through my heart?" Belle questioned, clenching her fingers against his damp front coat as she could not move from where he trapped her against his body with his hands moving in her back dress, making her more anxious about what he planned to do to get the truth out of her.

"Because I am a madman, like all of you think. I know the rhythm of the hearts, every beat gives away a person, and your heart, my dear, is telling me you know more about the things I found in your trunks. And if I don’t get an answer that fits with your little heart, I will just have to strip you down to nothing until I find something pleasing enough to make me distracted."

Belle’s eyes widened at his words. She pushed at his chest, but she might as well go and try to push a mountain because he did not budge even a little—he was a solid rock who was determined to make her give away words that would make her become a traitor to Aragonia, or strip her to nothing. She wasn’t ready for either!

"It’s not fair that you are trying to force me to speak about what I do not know about," Belle said while trying to get away from him, but he only smirked and leaned down towards her, his head coming so close to hers that she was forced to stop struggling or risk getting her lips grazed with his.

"Not fair?" he whispered softly, his breath fanning her lips from how close he was to her. "Nothing has ever been fair in this world, and nothing will ever be. So while I am being nice, Isa, I want you to tell me why you agreed to take your sister’s place and marry me when you already love Merchant. From your definition of love, I can tell you are still harboring those things you speak of, and it makes me all the more curious why you decided to be here, and with those things in your trunks. You don’t want to see me when I am not being nice, so start speaking," he moved back slightly and then yanked the lace of the dress with one tug that made it come loose at once, causing her to inhale sharply.

Rohan had seen the stake and the other things she kept. He wasn’t so foolish as not to know why a human would keep that in a vampire land because there had been a myth that said a stake to the chest turned a creature of the night into dust. Of course, it was just a myth, but he could not believe she would keep such things. He had been wondering why she would have them in her possession, which he had wanted to find out himself. He had asked her about love and led her to that ring so he could get his answers on why she was here.

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