Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 397

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Chapter 397: Burnt_Part 1

Back to the present day in the palace, where the ball was still going on. In one of the rooms of the palace, Belle was still pinned to the door by Jamie, but she didn’t fight him again as she had become immobilized from every single memory that played out in her head just now. She had seen and experienced everything that happened to Isabelle and how she had died in the past.

She now knew the truth, Isabelle hadn’t taken her own life. Deven had ended it for her and made it look like a suicide by setting the house on fire. Belle was so shaken by this revelation that, for a moment, she forgot where she was and who stood before her. It wasn’t until she felt Jamie’s hand, which had been pressing her mouth shut, move that she became aware of his body pressing her back into the wooden door, his warm breath grazing her face, followed by the low sound of his voice close to her ear, that she snapped back to reality and looked into his eyes, the very same eyes as Deven’s.

"Since the day I met you, I haven’t been able to get you out of my mind. It’s like I know you from somewhere, like I loved you, Lady Isabelle. I even heard from my sister that we were once sweethearts. Then how come I don’t remember you? Why can’t I get you off my mind, even after the fact that you broke my arm?" he whispered softly into her ear, keeping her pinned to the door with his body, his palm still firm over her lips.

Belle’s eyes darkened at his words that fell against her ear and made her shiver in disgust. She already knew he had been compelled to forget her, Rohan had once mentioned it to her, but she had never thought him stupid enough to drag her into a room to ask her this, not when her heart and very soul felt like her purpose was to end his life before she would ever know peace.

Wasn’t he supposed to have the sense to avoid her after what happened the last time she almost killed him by breaking his arm?

She could still feel the unmistakable rage of Isabelle in her heart, and looking at him this close, she couldn’t hold it back even though Belle tried to suppress it by telling herself that this wasn’t Deven but his descendent.

She tried to shake off his hand but his palm only pressed harder against her mouth.

"Promise me you will listen to me and I will let you go?" Jamie whispered softly, "We need to talk."

Belle parted her lips and clamped his palm between her teeth, biting down hard. He released her with a painful hiss, and she fisted her hand and slammed it against his face, sending him falling back, away from her.

Belle’s face was red with fury as she suddenly looked around the dim room for anything to start a fire and burn him like he had burned Isabelle. Somewhere in her mind she cried for help, someone should stop her before she killed him. Her body was moving against her will, and she couldn’t control it. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Rohan... help me, she called for him, wishing the mark on her would share her desperation to be stopped with him.

Jamie saw the lady looking around the room for something while he held his jaw where she had punched him with his good hand, a look of displeasure crossing his face at the fact that she had now injured him twice.