Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 464

Chapter 464: To kill him_Part 1

Few days back in the establishment after Belle refused to strip.

Two vampire guards dragged Belle by force towards the Redroom, the very place her cellmate had warned her to try and avoid being taken. She tried to yank her arms free from their iron grips, but her struggles were to no avail. Her strength was that of a human, while they were vampires. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

From the corner of her eyes, she could see Master Kent following behind the men who pulled her, a smile playing across his face.

"New slaves don’t just know how to obey orders until they’re properly trained," said the vampire named Master Kent as he unlocked the door to the room everyone feared. Though Belle didn’t know what was inside, she was certain it wouldn’t be good for her to enter, especially when her bones were already frozen from fear and cold of standing outside without a coat.

"Let go of me!" she yelled, planting her feet firmly on the ground with all the strength she could summon, refusing to go inside.

Master Kent opened the door wider, gesturing for his men to drag her in, but Belle’s strength was slightly more than the average human dragged here every day to be "taught a lesson" for disobedience.

She clutched at the door with both hands, refusing to let go, and Master Kent frowned at the unusual strength she displayed.

One single vampire was enough to drag in a stubborn pregnant woman, but this one was resisting two of them despite being in such a sorry condition. It wasn’t every day that women like her were brought here, and one thing Master Kent enjoyed most in the establishment was breaking such defiant people, turning them obedient until they flinched at the mere mention of his name.

"I am not a slave! Let go of me!" Belle gritted out furiously, though somewhere deep in her mind, fear clung tightly. She had no idea what they planned to do to her in a room that already smelled of blood and urine even before she stepped inside. Whatever it was, she knew it couldn’t be anything good!

Master Kent let out a cold laugh at her words. Though she looked small beside the bulky vampires holding her, she carried a spirit he would enjoy breaking and torturing.

Humans were fragile creatures, and he had dealt with men much bigger than she was, men who fought back at first but became nothing more than trembling rats once the Redroom’s door closed behind them.

Rolling up his sleeves, he said, "You’re not in the position to order us, slave. From your strength, something isn’t right about you, but worry not, I’ll make it right." With that, he raised the rod in his hand and struck her wrists, forcing her to release the door.

She groaned in pain as a sharp crack echoed from her hands, and she let go. Her face reddened with agony, but she bit back a cry and glared at him while his men dragged her into the room.

The pain in Belle’s hands was unbearable; she felt it shoot all the way up her arms. If he hadn’t broken her bone with such pain, then he’d done a big damage to it. She wanted to cry but knew it wouldn’t help.

As they dragged her into the room, Belle glared at the vampire, fighting the urge to bring out her scythe and send him and his men to the land of the dead to wipe off the smirk on his face and the evil look, but she knew better than to mess with more orders in the land of the dead when she was already suffering from doing so in the past.

The vampires pushed her down to sit on an iron chair covered with dried blood.

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