《Loved By A Vampire King》Chapter 2 - I Will Never Marry You!
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Probably Aaron was prepared for her austere reaction hence he didn't talk back angrily. Rather, his seductive lips curved up a little before turning back to confront this angry bird,
" Impossible!
You can never say no to Aaron Richards. "
Esme knitted her eyebrows and spit out holding back her outrage,
" I don't care a bit about who you are. I'm not even any kind of vampire that you can marry. I'm just an ordinary human girl. Moreover, my parents are waiting for me there. Please, send me back to my world. I don't want to get married to you anyway. "
A subtle frown appeared on his stolid face. His assumption was inevitably right about her personality. This girl was undoubtedly stubborn. At this very moment, he found her expression quite pleasing and was extremely satisfied by it thus didn't regret a bit about his decision to abduct her.
He couldn't help feeling irritated when his mother ordered him to marry that human girl. As for why she gave such kind of irrational order, he didn't have even the tiniest idea about it. Later on, he travelled to the human world just to locate that typical girl. Stealthily at first glance, he was avowedly impressed by her appearance. Her figure was well-shaped to such a great extent that it could easily fascinate any single man on this earth. He apparently knew that he couldn't deny the order by his mother and contrived a plan to abduct her into his territory.
He recalled his first meeting with this girl which was indeed quite amusing. She was beating a boy badly for eve-teasing her best friend and turned him black with terrible wounds all over his body.
Ignoring her burning gaze, he deliberately walked behind her with lazy paces. Esme stiffed in anxiety still maintained her determined expression all over the face.
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His straight nose sniffed a deep scent from her messy hair before declaring his authority clearly,
" If you don't accept me today, I will come back tomorrow.
If you don't accept me tomorrow, I will come back the day after tomorrow.
I will be coming back to you until your acceptance is gained by me, wild cat. "
After uttering his declaration, he strode out of the room completely ignoring her screaming voice,
" Hey, come back here. "
" I will never marry you. "
" Send me back to my world. "
" Let me go. "
Her throat was dead dried therefore she was craving for a little water silently. However, Aaron didn't turn back and directly locked the door from outside.
Her continuous banging on the door gave shivers to the guards standing there as they all could hear her fierce voice cursing their Lord,
" You damn vampire king.
Let me go from here.
Let me go, you stupid brainless creature! Did you scare of me? Let me out, you rudeness nerd! "
Esme kept screaming until she was feeble like a 100 years old lady and fell over the floor near the door. Her eyes filled up with tears as she kept thinking,
Who will save me now?
Where's my mother?
Will my second brother attempt to locate me??
What if I die here wretchedly?
A couple of hasty footsteps were approaching towards the terrace holding a cup of tea gingerly. She halted behind a chair where a middle-aged woman was seen sitting down leisurely.
Her eyebrows frowned slightly before coldly inquiring the girl behind her,
" Did she agree?? "
Aby seemed reluctant but didn't dare to hide the truth from her lady and answered back,
" No, the Queen mother. She.. she seems to be very stubborn. What.. what will we do now?? "
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Queen Mother responded firmly, " Strike her, strike her hard with a hot burning iron bar. "
Aby trembled hearing her response thus asked again to be confirmed,
" What? "
Queen Mother gave her a harsh glare before standing up and replied clearly,
" Strike her until she agrees. Chit chats won't work over her. "
Aby nodded fearfully and hastily turned back towards the murky chamber.
Lying on the cold floor, Esme was feeling ravenous closing her eyes. Since Aaron had left the room, nobody came there nor did they provide her with any food.
As she remained laid down, someone pushed the door open. She jolted lightly before tilting her head to see that person who entered into the room.
The next moment, she felt a sharp pain in her chin and fell down again. A stain of blood dripped from the corner of her dry chapped lips and she stroked the painful bruised side of her face.
At that moment a cold voice echoed in her ear,
" Agree to marry the Lord as soon as possible. Otherwise, you will be treated with even worse punishment. "
The voice faded shortly along with a slim figure that left the room again hastily. Esme felt the pain in her chin so much that she couldn't hold back her tears anymore.
Arising from the gelid floor in a sluggish posture, she curled up her knees and then hid her painful face between them. Her tears were flowing down her face just like a stream flowing from a high mountain.
She didn't comprehend how much time already passed away.
Observing the moonlit night and blinking stars outside of the room over the window, she assumed that it was nearly midnight..
The door was pushed open once again and she noticed a familiar figure stepping towards her. Before she could raise her head, a cold freezing hand grabbed her head and compelled her to look up.
The moment his cold eyes confronted the girl's swollen face, his heart clenched. He asked sternly,
" Who hit you?? "
Esme didn't respond as she cried out softly. Aaron inquired once again with a murderous gaze,
" I asked who hit you, Esme?? "
Esme could sense his fierce outrage as it was certainly intense and wide. She feared more and responded in a low tone,
" I.. I don't know.. "
Inhaling a long breath, he ordered harshly turning his head slightly to the person behind him,
" Get some medicine for her immediately. "
Esme saw a man rushing out of the room hurriedly.
Aaron was kneeling down beside her. After being hit, she seemed more frightened and didn't dare to look at his eyes.
A cold finger gently touched the bloodstain on her lips. Esme looked up and confronted his expressionless gaze which seemed to be reasonably unhappy.
But in the next moment, she turned out speechless.
Aaron wiped the bloodstain from her chapped lips with his fingertip and promptly dipped it inside his mouth licking it lavishly.
Precisely any other people would find it horrible that a vampire was savouring her blood. But Esme found it really ambiguous, unlike any other random day.
The way his tongue was licking the blood, it seemed more like he was invisibly sucking her body.
She hurriedly took back her head from his hand before stepping backwards.
Aaron smirked devilishly and said,
" Too sweet."
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