Forced Bride Of The Vampire Lord

Lucian wanted to tell her that she was living in a dream world where she thought that her husband was a good man. Had she any idea how many witches he had killed. There was no way that he was going to spare her just because she was his wife.

“My lady, all I want you is to keep this as a secret until we know for sure what was happening. If not, how will we explain it to the master?” Hazel could feel the pleading in his voice and did not want to be annoying to keep forcing her way.

Even though she knew that they had nothing to explain and had already decided to keep it a secret, she nodded immediately, finally making the man relieved.

“You should go back inside the carriage now. We are about to enter the palace.” she nodded as he stopped the carriage and she stepped out from the seat of the coachman and walked into the sitting area.

The place was a mess, giving away that there were more than one person in the carriage._.

She picked up the cushion pillows and placed them back on the seat but she could do nothing more than that. For some unknown reason, her heartbeat was getting stronger and stronger and her hands turned sweaty when she thought about seeing Rafael and the thought that she could be the one he was looking for!

Her eyes glued on the window though she knew that she was not going to see him just as they entered. He might have not come back and if he had, he would be resting in his room or having a twisted conversation with her father or brother.

As they entered the palace, she saw Raphael standing on the door of the palace. A smile bloomed on her face when she thought that he was waiting for her. She had never felt this happy in her life.

As if she had won the world, without waiting for the coachman to open the door, she opened it and ran towards him with a smile on her face.

She looked no less than a kid who had got an early christmas present.

“Rafael!” The man had a baffled look on his face. Hazel was covered with mud and dirt as if she had rolled in the ground for hours.

Her hair was messy and even her face was dusty while her dress was torn from many areas. His eyes turned colder when he noticed the torn areas were the work of weapons.

“Have you been attacked on your way out?” her eyes furrowed and then realization dawned on her. She looked down at the mess she was being and then at the man whose voice had blood lust. His eyes were so cold that everyone was having trouble breathing while standing around him.

“I…” words failed her. She did not know how to explain to him while hiding about the kids and her being a witch.

“Rafi, you should not scare the girl. She must be horrified already or she would not have forgotten her manners as an empress and ran from the carriage like that with this kind of messy hair and dirty and torn clothes. You should be a bit more considerate and help her in changing clothes first.

Or her family would ridicule her that she looks worse than a bagger. What if they use it against us telling us we are not giving her basic necessities like clothing.“ Hazel’s eyes widened and her head snapped back to left from where she heard the voice.

And no her ears are not failing her! Diana was standing there with her signature smile and low cut dress, showing ample of her cleavage like always.

Her hair was formed in a bun accentuating her neckline and collarbones. Diana was looking like a goddess of beauty and seduction while she.. She was looking no less than a beggar or run away thief who was getting chased.

Embarrassment filled her but when had she been given the chance to let anyone treat her badly.

“Hmm, they might think it’s obvious like we have been abused or faced an accident like normal humans. You know we mostly did not have such wild and vivid imagination like you miss diana.

How have you been? It is nice to see you in human land. I never knew that you are cordial with them too. Shall I arrange a meeting for you with an orphanage so that you could show that you care about us, humans!” she flashed all her teeth with a smile that stung Diana.

The women! Hazel was in such a poor condition yet looking down on her! But more than that, she did feel inferior the way she was looking at her. Just how did she have so much confidence?

“That would have been nice, but I have called her for some urgent work. I would not get spare time for outings.“ She tried to maintain her smile but she felt furious that she had to explain to her like a servant to her master when she shook her head in pity.

“That’s bad. I will tell Rafael that he would give her less work so that she could enjoy the surroundings too. Right, my dear husband.” without caring that she was all filthy, she wrapped her arms around his neck when he raised a brow.

He could see what she was trying to do and felt the desire to jerk her muddy hands away but in the end his worry took over and he could not do so.

“Mmm, take some time and roam around.” he repeated the words, shocking the hell out of Diana whose eyes were zeroes on Hazel’s hands. She waited and waited for him to jerk her filthy hands away but that did not happen.

In fact, his voice turned softer and why did she feel indulgence in it? And did he just repeat what she said like a henpecked man.

“Raff Iiii.. Will you help me in taking a bath?”