Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 84

Chapter 84: Betrayal_Part 2

Belle merely allowed him to pull her along as his words rang in her head. He did not care whether she liked or disliked him, which meant he would do whatever he pleased without caring whether it broke her heart or hurt her...

He was going to punish her. She realized, but unlike the other days where she wondered if he would punish her in bed and introduce her to a new thing about intimacy, that thought did not come to her mind now as she couldn’t help but find it so hard to believe her heart was slowly getting attached to a heartless man who did not care about her own feelings.

If he did not care and could not love, why was he keeping her and so overly obsessed with wanting her not to think of another who probably loved her enough to risk his life coming into a dangerous land such as this?

Belle did not protest nor try to ask in what way he would punish her. He dragged her up a flight of many stairs in the back of the building where he half carried and put her down a few of the stairs until they walked up to the top of it. A rooftop. And then he let go and stepped back.

The wind was strong up here, and the flashing of lightning every now and then illuminated him standing there, his hair disheveled and his expression dark. This wasn’t just any rooftop—it was where the tower of the castle’s great clock stood, its face looming behind him.

The wind tore fiercely at her cloak and hair, chilling her skin.

How did he plan to punish her up here, at the top of the roof? Why had he brought her to such a place?

She watched as he went to lean against the wall of the tower clock and then used his two fingers to retrieve a cigar from his breast pocket and put it between his teeth without lighting it while he kept his eyes on her.

"Knowing how you like to listen to many gossips, Isa," he began to speak as he bit on the edge of the cigar, his intense dark eyes on her, "you must have heard of how I punish those I deemed untrustworthy, haven’t you?" he asked as he tilted his head to the side.

Belle did not reply and chose to keep her silence and see what he wanted to do, but then this was Rohan — he would make her do what she did not want to do, and talking she must.

"Answer me or we won’t leave here tonight. What did the rumors say about how I treat those untrustworthy?"

She’d heard many unspeakable rumors about him from her homeland and from the mouth of the servants in the castle, especially Farrah, and she told him. "You kill them," she muttered, wondering why he was asking her that.

"Good that you know so much about me through the rumors." He smiled pleasingly and then gestured with his hand towards the edge of the tower and said, "I want you to go there and throw yourself off the edge."

Belle was for a moment taken aback at his words. She almost believed she had misheard him, but he repeated himself calmly.

"Throw yourself off the tower. That’s your punishment for betraying me."

Belle blinked in disbelief. He wanted to kill her! The tower clock roof was the tallest among the entire building as it was where the castle clock was, and so when it rang it would be heard by the nearby towns. If she threw herself off it, she would surely fall to her death!

"You want to kill me..." she stated, her heart growing unbearably heavy, squeezing within her chest. A hot sensation bloomed in her throat, searing its way down to her heart, tightening it into a painful knot. The emotions she felt at that moment were indescribable as she stared at him.

She felt utterly pained to the bones to the point it hurt the back of her eyes and throat. One would ask why it hurt her more than it should have when she knew the kind of man he was, but it hurt because she had once loved and knew the feelings and symptoms of it, and though she had ignored them and wanted to never acknowledge it with the belief that ignoring them would make it go away, or that it would make her feel less guilty about the fact that she was holding two men dear to her heart at the same time, unable to pick which she wanted to stay with the most and she loved more, enough to spend her life with.

It hurt because her heart beat fast whenever he was close by, and from the way he had been treating her, she had believed that somewhere he cared about her feelings and even her, despite the fact that he had no heart, only for him to let her know he didn’t care, just like her parents had never cared for what she felt.

She was hurt by the fact that he had finally decided to get rid of her, and he was going to do it in a way he wouldn’t be accused of it, but would make it seem as if she had killed herself.

A hollow, bitter laugh almost escaped her lips, as she mocked herself for ever believing Rohan might not be as terrible as the world had warned her he was.

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