Loved By A Vampire King Chapter 166
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Regaining his tough composure,the old lord returned to his infuriated mood and shot the man a disdainful glare.
No,he couldn't be brainwashed by Aaron! He can't put the entire Vampire clan's future in stake because of a mere woman.
In order to pacify his anger, the old lord suddenly charged forward speedily before Aaron could see through his intentions. Unprepared, Aaron was unmoved in his spot still suppressing his anger but at that exact moment, his chest was punched hard causing his whole weight to stumble backwards.
Receiving so much force on his chest, Aaron missed his balance and was thrashing banging loudly with his sitting chair loudly. The force was too powerful and hit straight in his veins. His heart wrenched for a while before puking out a mouthful blood from his lungs soon after.
Nestling weakly on the arm chair, he heard the old lord's sneering voice echoing through the room,
" You can't even stand my single pouch now. What made you think that you can fight against me or the council?"
Aaron shuddered lightly feeling the bone piercing pain into his heart and sighed weakly. His gaze turned pale in moment as he knew that his powers had lowered down into an average Vampire. He could no longer fight back like an emperor.
Unable to give him an answer, Aaron supporters the chair to lift up his body and announced with determination,
" I can change for her, uncle. I just need time to gain back my powers."
The old lord stomped on his feet feistyly and gave Aaron his final words,
" But I have no time to tolerate your melodrama. I am leaving this matter today for your sister's sake.If you don't drink her blood before new moon, I will make sure that she goes die under your watchful gaze. Don't turn me a villan in your story, Aaron."
He finished brusting before storming outside of the guest house furiously.
After the old lord departed, Aaron could barely stand himself upright and stumbled to head for his bedroom. Ignoring the perturbed gazes shoot by guards, his only intention was watching Esme for once. As he feared that Old Lord might try to harm her seriously this time.
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Pushing open the door in a thud, he spotted the woman reading over the bed as his breathing turned steady in relief. Startled, Esme looked up on the doorway and spotted Aaron standing like a lifeless doll.
His expression was dull and sullen as if he was broken emotionally. Confused, she landed down from the bed while putting the book aside.
Aaron quickly smiled meekly and rushed over to her staggering slightly. Embracing her into a tight hug, he mumbled incoherently,
" You are all right!"
Esme blinked before leaping out from his tight hug curiously. Before she could inquire him any questions, she spotted the faint blood stain on his lips as her gaze narrowed anxiously.
Even though Aaron wiped the blood while striding upstairs, there were still few signs left of his blooddrops.
Dragging him towards the bed, Esme quickly urged him to lay down as she asked anxiously,
" What happened to you? Did you vomit blood? Aaron, what are you hiding from me? Are you sick?"
Aaron didn't answer her anything and suddenly dropped his head into her lap affectionately. Starling the noisy woman, he whispered in a low voice enough to hear her out,
" Esme,if someday I become powerless, useless..."
He paused between his emotional words and tilted his head up while continuing looking through her hazel eyes,
" Will you still love me?"
Esme's body stiffened as she could feel the deep pain behind his words. Swallowing down, she patted on his pale cheeks lightly and gave him the truthful reply that she kept holding in her heart,
" I will always love you no matter what you become."
She spoke truthfully as she told to herself that even if she will leave him for good, she will always carry him in her hear no matter how far she goes.
Sometimes,Loving someone doesn't required to stay closer or together.
Aaron smiled faintly as the guilt inside his heart grew stronger than before. She was believing him blindly yet he was deceiving her on the name of marriage each moment.
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What can be more painful to not share your pains with the person whom you love?
He exhaled a deep breath before looking up at her face and spoke lightly,
" I have something to say you, Esme if..if you promise me in exchange."
Esme contemplated in her thoughts and knitted her brows together as she deeply felt that Aaron was going to ask for something serious.
Tilting her head down, she replied trying to see through his mind,
" I would like to hear your condition first,Aaron."
She made a decision in her mind and watched his fighting demaneor hesitating to open up or swallow down his words repeatedly.
MEANWHILE....
As the sun setted down towards the west slowly, a white lavishing were drove away from the gate of SASHA PALACE. Followed by, a noble man followed the carriage riding on a red flaming horse. If anyone noticed his feature deeply, they could see that he had been smiling and blushing contendedly.
Finally it was happening! Their engagement! Son in low of Royal Family!
Zave buttered himself inside and strode away behind Athena's carriage speedily. His smile never faded away untill they arrived at the area of supermarket.
The exaggerating carriage quickly caught the attention of passer-byers as they all paused in their tracks to have a closer look of the carriage. As they all spotted the man climbing down from the horse, they all smiled knowing that who could be inside the carriage. After all,the news of their engagement were all over the country side and was the new gossip of silver city.
As Athena intended to get down on her own, Zave put on his gentle man act instantly. Thus he marched on her way and stretched out his palm to help her climbing down.
Astounded, Athena hesitated to take in his palm but later compromised as soon as she saw the large number of audience surrounding them.
Grinning satisfyingly, Zave helped her climbing off from the stairs and gestured her into the shop ahead.
Sighing softly, Athena kept her gaze down as she started following the man quietly. Due to her distracting mind, she didn't notice that Zave had walked further away from her.
As she walked slowly and elegantly, suddenly an old woman passed away by her hurriedly. But due her unstable health, the old woman stepped on her floating gown and fell over the ground immediately.
The crowd laughed at her for being stupid that she stepped on their princess's gown and thought that she would definitely get punished now. Though the guards were immediately on arm of driving off the man, Athena made a signal to stop as she, herself leaned down to pick up the woman.
Holding her arms, Athena asked softly,
" Aunty, are you okay?"
The old woman jittered slightly as her warm palm were clasping her wrinkled hands. Turning back to face Athena, she took an observative glance of her angelic face deeply.
Looking here and there, the older woman made an absorb comment in low voice,
" Lad..Lady.. your.. your child is alive..Find her! "
Athena's whole body turned frozen immediately as she asked again in a husky voice,
" What.. what did you just say??"
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Phew!!! It was two chapters guys.Read both and leave your thoughts in the comment section. Also forgive me if I can't upload new chapters tomorrow. Because I will be flying back to another city and might be facing busy schedule. If I get enough time to write down, I will definitely drop the update tomorrow but not sure completely.
Enjoy~🖤
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