Forced Bride Of The Vampire Lord

Her eyes flickered as she knew he was talking about the witcher.

But she felt a strange uneasiness when it came to witches and him.

"Why are you jealous?" she teased to change the subject when he nodded with a serious face.

"I am!" His eyes were so serious that she did not know how to continue the joke anymore.

"Tsk! You are no fun to tease! Are we going to spend all the time here? I want to go back and finish my dinner first."

"Then will I be able to eat you?" he asked back as she choked on her own saliva.

"You are too blunt. You should ask a lady in a more gentle way with flowers. What is suddenly asking in the washroom with that look as if you would murder me if i refuse!" he did not reply but nodded his head as if he was agreeing to it.

"......" seriously! And he was the one who cried for her when she died in her first life? Why was she having difficulty believing it!

"Let's get you some food first!" as if reading the shock and suspicion on her face, he rolled his eyes and then started to walk again.

But instead of taking her back to the gathering that was handled by Edward alone now since they both ditched him, he took her to the balcony of their room where the maids were preparing the table.

She looked at the table that had two candles and a lot of red rose petals and then at him with a raised brow. He did look like the romantic hero of the story but she knew how vile he was!

"What? You didn't like it!" his tone had a warning but she just chuckled.

Was he placing a gun on her head to go according to his whims.

"I do like it but I was not expecting it from you." she said without arguing to him further. What if the man started to frown again.

But she did like his thoughtfulness. The steak and the small meatballs as she liked them and the cheese pie looked just like she preferred.

The smell and looks were tantalizing.

She sat and took a piece of the pie and started to eat it with closed eyes. Her face had that blissful look that the frost on his face started to thaw.

He shook his head and sighed as if he did not know who to do with her and then sat beside her.

The melting cheese touched her lips and started to spread towards her chin with a grain of corn attached to it.

His Adam apple bobbed up and down and he suddenly felt thirsty again when he had just had her not so long ago.

He looked away. That kind of expression should be declared illegal or he was sure that he would go crazy.

He picked up the knife and fork but was not able to concentrate on eating.

He let go of them and then rubbed his forehead as he felt he was going to be tormented for long.

She only opened her eyes when the piece finished and then licked the cheese from her fingers.

She opened her eyes only to see that he had not started to eat.

"What happened! Why are you looking as if you will murder someone?" she asked, with furrowed brows.

And here she thought that she had ended that topic already.

"Rafael, why do you hate witches so much? You know if you let go of your prejudice against them, then the war against the races ends right here.

It is not only about humans and vampires but witches have equal rights on the land." his face turned colder in an instant and the temperature around her fell down.

He tilted his head and looked at her with a mocking laugh!

"Hahaha!" "I can not believe that you are the one asking that!" he spat coldly that she felt suffocated when he looked at her.

"I did not understand why you are so against believing that you are not Bella. But now you are even asking me why I hated those who killed you?

Have you been so aloof to your own pain?" His voice was so vile that she felt her stomach churn again but this time with uneasiness.

His eyes were accusing her and looking at her with a hint of hatred in them.

"I know but that was a bunch of witches that think i would be too strong for them to control

But what about Vampires? They left no stone unturned to torment me because you were protecting me." she asked in the same cold voice matching his and galred back into his eyes.

"And I did punish them but they were not the one who killed you.

And it is not as simple as that! We have been at odds for a long time. Witches play tricks that you will not understand." he explained but his voice was failing him.

"Oh do tell me, I am one of them too. Yet you love me like crazies! What if I am playing tricks on you too?" she asked back with a mocking gaze when he sighed.

"Are we going to fight about it now?" He looked at her as if dealing with a kid that was throwing a tantrum when she felt unjust.

"No! We are not fighting. I am trying to be wise hereby giving you a chance to explain yourself rather than accusing you for being partial.

And here you are thinking that I am not able to understand any of your words!" She laughed sarcastically and then picked up the fork and stabbed the steak as if she was stabbing him.

"Ouch! That hurts!" he touched his chest as if she really had stabbed him.

"Hazel! I just want you to be safe this time and do not entangle yourself with humans or witches. All you need is to live a leisurely life and for that we are going back.

The council will handle the matters of here,"