Forced Bride Of The Vampire Lord

Chapter 442

“Ha! That is all your delusion. I did not think about you.” she said coldly as she looked away.

The hatred, anger and piled up emotions in her heart was hunting him too. He was dying to get that look full of love from her again.

But for now, he was thankful that she was still angry at him, she was thinking about him and the emotions she had on her face was the only thread he could hold on to.

“If you do not think about me. Then why do you care so much if I touch you while dancing?” he touched her back with his fingertips moving them in a circular motion sensually and seductively.

An electrifying feeling shuddered her but she did not let it show on her face as she looked at him coldly.

But though she was trying to hide it so badly, he could feel the slight tremble of her skin and how her body stiffened when he touched her.

A smirk and the desire to know how far he could go before she would beat him.

He was sure that she wanted to kiss him and touch him but at the same time she wanted to kill him and throw his body in the ocean so that fishes would eat it.

Thank goodness demons could not be killed that way even if it was a witch who was trying.

“Ha! I do not care what you do!” she replied through gritted teeth and she stomped her feet on his with full force pressing her heels hard into his skin as if she wanted to create a hole.

But instead of irritating him, he only felt a thrill feeling her anger. Was he becoming a masochist there?

The more force she applied on his feet, the deeper his hands go in her dress. It was already holding the zip of her dress when she froze for a second before glaring at him.

“Have you lost your mind? We are in the public.“ That was it!

A nefarious smile formed on his lips as he leaned closer to her ears and blew in them.

“So.. shall I take it as you would not mind if we are in a private room?” His deep magnetic voice left a burning sensation in the pit of her stomach.

What was she doing? Was she going to be a lump of poodle in his hands? Had she been this week.

She clenched her hands as she stared back into his eyes.

“What? Do not tell me that you do not desire me since your eyes were giving away.” he claimed when she scoffed it off.

“So what! I have needs too and you are pretty talented in that field. It is normal that I want to have some release from time to time but it does not have anything to do with my emotions. You are just nice.. Asset!” she said while looking at his lower part that he even felt embarrassed for a second.

He never knew that his sweet and pure Anne could say such words. A look of disbelief and shock filled his eyes.

But it also left a desolate feeling. Was that it? She just looked at him as a piece of meat.

Since then women started to think like that too. But he had come too far to give up.

“Then why are you holding on? use me, i am all ready to be used by you all night.” his voice turned low, raspy leaving a tingle in her stomach.

She bit her lips but when she looked at the smug smile on his face she was going to back on that easily and let that smirk stay on his face.

Ha! He wishes.

She touched his neck slowly knowing that it was an erogenous part of his body. As expected his eyes closed instantly and he leaned to her touch, enjoying the softness of her hands on his skin but just when he had started to lose himself in her touch, she let go!

Let go! His eyes snapped open and narrowed at her face.

“You are playing with fire!” he warned with his eyes turning darker.

“Ha! I will fire myself.” she said with a scoff not taking a step back since she was already at a point from where she could not return.

“Ha! Then do not blame me later.” he warned and before she could frown and ask what he meant, he held her tightly in his arms.

His hands wrapped around her waist tightly. He realized how slim she was. Just a bit of force and it would break.

She knew what was going to come. It stirred her heart and she felt a surge of emotions. But she didn’t know whether she wanted to stop him or she wanted to take the initiative to start to let him know that she was not affected by it even a bit.

He jumped high. Just a second ago he was still standing on the ground near the fire dancing around while he was in the room of the nearest inn when he jumped through the window.

His eyes burned with desire but so did hers. He held her dress and she held his shirt.

His speed matches hers. When he held her dress tightly, she opened the button of his shirt.

His hands moved to her zipper and he raised his brow when she scoffed and threw his shirt on the ground.

Her dress fell with some force too and there she stood dressed in her corset.

There was more of a challenge in the eyes of both of them rather than love or emotions. It was as if they both were waiting for the other to take a step back.

“You are playing with fire!” He challenged her when he held her chin and raised it high so that her eyes could meet him.

“Ha! You forget that I am the fire.”