Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 404

Chapter 404: Where Astral is hiding_Part 2

She tried to remain still and unresponsive, but the combination of his delightful kneading of tired muscles and the angle of her position would not allow it. She jerked back her feet as he rubbed her heel, but he caught them quickly and drew them back onto his lap.

He had had enough of her shutting him out emotionally. He would make her feel again, make her come back to life, until she finally told him what had happened to her when he wasn’t there. Because deep down, he knew something else had happened, something more than what she had let him see. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

His eyes remained fixed on her feet as he massaged them, wanting to earn a pleasurable reaction from her one way or the other, whether a sigh of relief, a breath of pleasure, or even a little giggle from the tickling sensation.

Her skirt spilled over the edge of the bed, the fabric falling in a sapphire sheen to the floor. He held her heel in one hand and gently rubbed her foot with the other, then slid his touch up to the back of her ankle. The dress rumpled slightly with his movement as his hand glided upward to her calf.

He kneaded her calves firmly, then slipped one hand back to her toes, wriggling them apart one by one in a maneuver that made them curl.

She gave a breathless gasp and yanked her feet back with force, tucking them beneath her dress as if to hide them from him. She didn’t give any of the reactions he wanted, and he thought she didn’t like him massaging her feet. Hence, he gave up and moved instead to slowly begin unbuttoning her dress so he could loosen her corset and help her sleep better, if that was what she truly wanted.

He was carefully undoing her corset when he noticed her temperature was hot. He pressed the back of his hand to her neck and frowned at the heat. He brought the lamp from the stand closer to her sleeping form and noticed her skin flushed red, as though a flame was burning underneath. Her breathing was becoming labored, which made Rohan’s worry deepen before he shook her awake.

"Isa!"

The moment her eyes snapped open, the flush on her skin faded instantly. She turned drowsy, heavy-lidded eyes to him before closing them again and turning her head in the other direction, ignoring him.

Rohan was not only worried about her well-being but about the fact that they needed to talk about everything he had discovered about Isabelle, about what had happened, and about finding ways to sever any connections she shared with that Isabelle. He wanted to set her free from those memories and the deceased, to let her rest, and to allow his wife to live her own life so they could look forward to a future.

Many times he had wanted to start the conversation, but her withdrawn mood made him hold back, hoping she would be in a better frame of mind before they discussed it. Yet seeing the flames and being reminded that the connection was still there, he couldn’t help but feel he could no longer continue to let her be like this.

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