Married To The Mad Vampire Lord-Chapter 128: Compelling

It was well into midnight by the time Rohan took his wife home and came back for the human.

He had made sure Belle had been cleaned properly and dressed. He had even stayed to apply ointment to every one of her bruises and wounds, then dropped a few medicines that would fight the drugs that had been given to her into her mouth and tucked her well into the bed. If the medication works, she would wake up feeling fine.

A sleep was all she would need to be fine again.

He had even stayed to smoke outside the castle, taking his sweet time, wishing in the deepest part of him that the bastard would die before he reached him—and also hoping he wouldn’t, because he didn’t want to hurt Belle more.

However, when Rohan returned to the human, he was astonished to find that the man had regained consciousness and was now struggling and blindly trying to reach the front of his wagon.

Both his eyes had swollen, and his face was beyond recognition. He looked like a vampire in the process of turning—rough and deformed—and Rohan smiled at the sight.

At least the bastard would live with the scar for life, even though Rohan was about to rob him of many memories.

He came down in front of the struggling human as silently as he could, and the instant Jamie saw him, he froze and pressed his back against the wagon, trembling.

He wasn’t trembling in fear, Rohan realized in amusement, but in rage.

"Tsk, you are one stubborn man, Merchant. Your stubbornness is no different from a he-goat’s. To think you can still glare at me through those swollen eyes," Rohan chuckled in amusement, "It makes me want to break you more, to see just how much stubbornness you could still keep. First human that doesn’t fear me. Interesting."

His heart was beating frantically, but it wasn’t in a way that was of fright. Rohan thought, studying and watching the human trying to push himself straight while gripping his broken wrist. It was hard to read an expression on a face so beaten.

"You son of a bitch," Jamie said with a groan, as it hurt to even move his mouth to speak. His entire body was in pain, his head felt like it had been split into two and then glued back in place. "You turned my woman against me and—"

"I wouldn’t use that word again if I were you, Merchant," Rohan warned, his amusement falling slowly. "If you have the brain of a chicken and have forgotten, she is married to me now. She is mine, and only I have the right to call her that. I don’t permit you. Go on, what were you saying?"

He gestured for the human to continue speaking, like he gave a damn. Meanwhile, he only wanted to watch him be in more pain, because the more he opened his stupid mouth to speak, the more pain he seemed to be in.

Rohan had promised not to kill him, and he wouldn’t—but then, he had not promised not to enjoy seeing him in pain.

Jamie saw right through what the madman was doing. He wished he had the strength to fight and take back his woman, but then he wasn’t so dense as to fight a night creature in such a condition.

"You are a devil," he groaned in agony. "You will burn in hell."

"I have been there many times, human. And about being a devil, you should know that by now," Rohan said as he crooked his head to the side, a smile playing on his lips.

He should put an end to this nonsense and get the human away, but Rohan wouldn’t back out yet because he wasn’t the one in pain—and the person in pain seemed to have much more to say, as he kept glaring heatedly at him.

"She doesn’t love you. Belle will never love you. She hates your kind and will do anything to end them!" Jamie exclaimed, finding the strength to stand straight and face the vampire.

If he had lost Belle, then he would make sure not even this person could have her. She should suffer the pain of rejection like he had, and without thinking about what he was about to say, he said them anyway.

"She agreed to marry you because she wanted you dead, all of you. She was sent to spy on your land to get the weakness that will kill you. She was here on a mission, do you hear me? A mission to end your world and you. Once she finds what she came here for, she will leave you and go back to her homeland. She will kill you!"

Rohan’s eyes began to darken slowly, his expression hardening and his hands clenching as the words of the human sank in.

Jamie watched his expression, satisfied that he had just managed to shatter what life Belle believed she could live with this creature from hell.

Did she think any man would accept such betrayal? Did she think this monster would still keep her once he knew her secrets?

She had always been naïve and stupid, but because he wanted her as a wife, he had never told her to her face—only kept it as a thought.

Now her naïveté would lead her right into trouble, Jamie thought, wishing he could smile at this moment, but his hurting face did not allow such a thing.

"She agreed to marry me because she wanted to betray me and my people?" Rohan murmured with a lost, disbelieving expression as he looked at Jamie.

"Yes. She took her sister’s place for that. Did you see the scar on her face, the one in her brow? It was caused by your kind, and she hated them since then and wished they could stop existing. She will take that revenge on every one of your kind," he remarked.

There was a moment of silence, broken only by the wind and the night birds in the forest. Jamie waited to see the vampire’s rage and a look of betrayal, but he never expected what came instead.

"Good," Rohan suddenly said, smiling. "I can help her with it. All she has to do is ask, and I will tell her the greatest thing that could kill my people."

Jamie looked taken aback. For a moment, he thought he had misheard what the man said—until he saw him throw his head back and begin to laugh, the sound echoing in the silent night, causing the birds resting on the trees to take flight.

He laughed so hard that Jamie couldn’t help but feel uneasy and unsettled.

"What a hypocrite you are, Merchant," he finally stopped laughing, and then he began to advance on Jamie, who had his back against the wagon for support. "You tell me all this, why? Because she broke your heart, and because of your damned ego and pride you want to break hers as well and put her in trouble. How cruel of you."

Jamie began to speak, but Rohan caught hold of his throat again—the throat that was aching and paining.

"You didn’t love her the way you made her believe, Merchant. You only told yourself you did because she was willing to settle for less—far less than what she deserved. You made her believe you loved her because you know no woman in this day and age would tie herself down to a man who barely has any possession. You gave her the love and attention she lacked at home to lock her down to you.

"And when she finally knew what she wanted, when she finally got the life she deserves, you felt threatened—and your ego was hurt. So you chased her into a dangerous land, trying to be the hero who’d save the princess from the villain who’d abducted her—so that when you finally saved her, she’d be indebted to you forever and never think of leaving you. She would marry you, and whatever miserable life you gave her, she would accept it because you had saved her from distress.

Rohan shook his head in mock pity as he continued to say, "However when she turned you down and proved you wrong, you showed your true self and did what you did. You even dared give away something that would end her life if anyone other than me had heard. How fucking clever, Merchant. Only you’re not so clever enough to trick me. I see through the heart, and I see yours, loser. You are a big loser, you hear me. You don’t deserve my woman."

Rohan tightened his hold around the human’s neck and then loosened it, causing him to begin coughing.

"You... you are a demon..." Jamie groaned when he finally was able to drag forceful air into his lungs. It terrified him more than he wanted to let out—that the madman had seen through him. It sent a shiver down his spine for someone to talk about everything he thought and did without him giving it away.

Who was this man?!

"Demon?" Rohan scoffed as he grabbed his neck again. "At least I didn’t deceive her into loving me. I let her see who I am, and she still chose the man I am. I hate people who pretend. Fuckers like you make me want to go around the world helping nature to wipe your kind out, one after the other.

"Do you have any last words before I get on with why I am here?" he asked calmly, watching as fear registered on the human’s face as he believed he would be killed.

"...I hope you never get peace after my death. I hope—"

"Hold your damned mouth and save your energy, Merchant. I’ve killed more than you can imagine. I have no conscience. Now, do yourself a favor and don’t look into my eyes—"

Jamie looked up into the dark eyes just because he was told not to look. Since he was going to die, he wanted to show he wasn’t scared. But once he looked, he couldn’t look away anymore.

He fell for the reverse trick of the vampire. He got spellbound by something soulless and dark, and then he heard the double-layered voice that sank into his brain as if it were resetting something inside it.

"From now on, you don’t know who Isabelle is. You never manipulated her. You never met her. She is nothing to you, and you will forget her.

"When anyone asks you where you have been, you tell them you got into an accident. You never came to Nightbrook. Now close your eyes and go to sleep."