Married To The Mad Vampire Lord-Chapter 30: Feeding

Cordelia took it and elegantly brought it to her red lips, but the moment she took a sip, she spat it out on the slave girl at her side and exclaimed, "You disgusting bitch! How dare you add too much sugar to my tea? Do you want to kill me or harm my stomach?!"

Belle watched as the slave girl trembled to her knees and bowed her head with her forehead kissing the ground in apologies.

"I-I am sorry, my lady, I didn’t mean to add too much sugar to harm you... please forgive my incompetence!" she cried out shakily, causing Belle to fight down the urge to remind the vampiress that there was no way such a harmless thing as too much sugar could harm her when she did not have a body that could be harmed.

The bloodsuckers were known to have fast healing, and with that ability, no amount of sugar or even poison could harm them. This was why humans had failed many times to find their weakness. So, this vampiress claiming it would harm her was nothing but a wicked person looking for an excuse to scold the human.

Cordelia gritted her teeth and turned on her seat and used her leg to kick the girl. The kick was so strong that the human girl was thrown to the other side of the dining hall, causing Belle’s heart to thud as she had never witnessed such cruelty in her life before.

She turned to her husband to see if he would stop his second cousin from harming the girl, but if he heard anything, he did not even bother to look up from his meal. In fact, he was completely nonchalant, reaching out his long hand and adding more to his plate, meticulously selecting what he wanted.

Was this normal to them? Belle thought with a frown. Rohan did not say a word nor look up, causing Belle to look back at the lady and her slave.

"Come here, you pest!" Cordelia ordered the girl, who was bleeding from the side of her mouth and nose with her hair sticking messily to her face. She managed to stagger to her feet and walk toward her mistress and then bowed with so much difficulty. She knew from experience not to test the vampiress’s patience, or she might just end up losing her life like the last slave who had served before her. Her mistress had twisted ways of punishing her slaves...

Cordelia turned and carefully picked up the cup of tea with a smile and then turned to her slave and said, "Drink it. You have made it with the intention to harm me, now you will take your own poison. Have it!" She yelled at the lowly human who thought she could get away by making such mistakes. Though there wasn’t that much sugar in it, Cordelia was angry because a human was sitting at the same table with her, and she could not do anything to put her in her place. Thus, what better way than to punish another in place of the one she could not touch?

The slave girl reached out a trembling hand and took the cup of tea, and Belle looked towards her husband, hoping he would at least stop this, as she could not imagine a human having blood tea.

But the moment she turned to him, he had added another ham to his plate, cut it into small sections, and raised his head. But instead of interfering like she hoped he would, his gaze only flicked towards his crazy cousin, then back at her. He then used his fork to pick up a piece of the ham, with a smooth movement, he brought it towards her lips, catching her off guard.

Belle blinked in confusion. Wasn’t he the one who had taken every bit of food she had reached for? Hadn’t he taken it for himself? Then why was he suddenly bringing the fork to her lips? Belle thought as she moved her head back to look down at the fork in front of her lips, as if it had offended her. She had thought she had only been called to watch him eat, and now he was attempting to feed her...

"Don’t keep me waiting, little bunny. Open up," came Rohan’s calm voice that made Cordelia look away from the slave to her cousin and his human bride. Seeing the fork poised before the human’s mouth, she clenched her fists, it was all Cordelia could do not to send the human falling back with a kick as well, but then it wouldn’t be her if she did that in the open. She liked people to believe that she was kind and that they could trust her. But why the hell was Rohan using his hand to feed a human?

Belle swallowed hard before she reached up her hand to take the fork from him, but he moved it back from her reach and said, "If you won’t eat from my hand, you don’t get to eat at all, Isa." He said with his head crooked to the side as he watched her in amusement when that color he liked to see so much rose to her cheeks. "Now open up those petal lips for me."

Belle flushed. She was too hungry to test if he meant his words. When he first seemed like he would deny her the food, she had silently accepted that he was toying with her in a cruel way as a punishment for delaying their breakfast. She had been denied food so many times in the past that she no longer think it surprising if someone else decided to deny her.

However, while she silently hated him for trying to punish her in that way, now that he was offering her the very food he had been eating, she hesitated for only a second. Her mouth watered against her will, and before she could think twice, she leaned forward and opened her lips and took the same fork he had been using into her mouth.

The burst of delicious flavor dissolved on her tongue, and her eyes slightly widened, as she had never eaten anything as close to as delicious as this. It seemed the cooks here were top notch as not even the cook in the Dawson household could have such flavor in a mere ham!

Belle did not care that Rohan was watching her like one would watch his pet or food or that he seemed pleased that she liked the food. She eagerly chewed it and looked at him to feed her more without thinking, which he did gladly with a small smile playing on his handsome face until her attention was drawn back to the woman sitting with them, who yelled at her slave.

"You imbecile! What are you waiting for? For me to cut your stomach open and pour the tea into it?! Now drink it and make another tea for me!" Cordelia yelled in white rage at the attention Rohan was giving the human instead of her. He had always found amusement in the way she treated her slaves, whom she changed every month, and he would laugh at how she made them do cruel things. But now he did not even spare her a glance and was feeding a human he should be feeding on!

Belle chewed her food and watched as the slave gulped down the blood tea in one swallow, making her stomach twist in disgust. It had been said in Aragonia that the humans in Nightbrook were living in misery, and to be honest, she had thought the rumors of how they were treated had been a bit exaggerated after she saw how neat the slaves brought to the castle to assist her were. But now this vampiress was proving to her that their kind was indeed heartless and merciless to humans.

She wasn’t so ignorant about how the world worked; she knew the rich exploited the poor even in Aragonia, but this was a bit too much—to ask her to drink blood. The vampires, especially the purebloods, were known for their arrogance, as they were known to have the most power in Nightbrook, and she had not known which rank of vampire her husband belonged to because of his eyes. But this pureblood vampiress was every bit what her kind was said to be, and Belle knew at that moment to be wary of her.

She could not imagine drinking such tea, but before she could dwell on whether the slave girl was all right, Rohan had brought another piece of food toward her mouth like a person wasn’t being mistreated in his dining hall.

She automatically parted her lips, taking in the offering without a second thought. But this time, it was toast, thicker than the last bites of sliced ham, and as she opened wider, a few crumbs smeared at the corner of her lips, some falling onto her dress, and she had to chew with a bit of difficulty as it was too much for her mouth to take in at once.

Rohan’s deep voice rumbled in amusement as he watched her. "You need to learn to open wider, little bunny," he murmured, his gaze flickering to her full mouth before meeting her confused hazel eyes. "Big things require more effort to take in."

His meaning completely disappeared as she did not understand it and took it literally, nodding her head as she swallowed and said, "It was too big for me to take in..." she murmured under her breath as she couldn’t help but wonder why he didn’t cut it before he brought it to her mouth and why he was smirking devilishly at her words and shaking his head. Did she say something wrong? Belle wondered.

Cordelia pretended not to hear the words and watched her stupid slave swallow the tea. Then she turned to smile at the other useless human at the table she wished was her slave so she could hit.

"These lowlife humans need to be trained, or else they would not know to respect us. Cousin Rohan, I heard you wrung the neck of the slave I sent you as a gift a few months after your release. Wasn’t her blood to your liking?" she asked to get his attention back on her and to make the human bride know her place and not think that because she was being fed, Rohan would not kill her one day.

Rohan did not reply to her immediately. Instead, he watched his little bunny chew and swallow her food as her gaze kept swaying to the slave in the room like she was worried about her. He then said,

"I don’t like humans in my space. Besides, she didn’t have enough blood to quench my thirst. I wrung her neck when I couldn’t draw more blood from her," he said, as if he were talking about the weather and not killing a human, which made Belle’s heart stumbled over in her chest. She chewed faster to swallow her food before it would make it’s way back up.

Cordelia laughed like he had said something funny, her eyes swaying to the human who had turned somewhat pale at the callous words.

"I hope you will not wring your wife’s neck as well, cousin Rohan, that would be very heartbreaking news for me, as I seem to already fancy her. She and I will make good friends," she said as she turned to Belle, who seemed like she would rather be alone than be friends with a woman like her.

Rohan reached out his hand toward his wife, who froze mid-chew but did not recoil, and then carefully swiped his thumb across the sides of her lips to get rid of the crumbs. When it stuck to his sleek gloved finger, he brought it to his mouth and licked it off, causing her to flush and duck her head at the action.

Smiling, he said to his cousin, "My little bunny is here to stay with me. If she does anything that’s worth a wringing of the neck, I will wring another’s neck and punish her in a way she would enjoy, just like last night."

His smile turned devilish when her heart began to thud loudly and her gaze flew to him, where he chuckled at her, and she ducked her head like she wanted to hide from embarrassment.

He could hear the loud beating of her heart and sense the embarrassment that washed over her when he did not believe the little thing he did to her last night was something to feel ashamed and embarrassed about. Thinking of how she had writhed like a snake and moaned and whimpered when his finger was moving sleekly into her dewy warmth, he couldn’t help but smirk at the thought of what it would feel like if he taught her body the rest of the things he had planned for her.