All Chapters of The Kidnapped Bride: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

“Demian!”“I don’t know why you act surprised whenever you see me,” he said. I could not see his face, but I could detect a slight hint of something in his face that I had never heard before.“That’s because you never use the door and you are pinning me down on the bed!”“Firstly, why use the door when there is a window? And secondly, I like to watch your ass move when you squirm,” he said. With that, he slapped my ass.I gasped.“Demian!”“That’s for going to another man’s room at night,” he said. “Your friend couldn’t meet you elsewhere?”So, Demian knew about everything. He seemed to know everything, unlike Alexander. Alexander mostly depended on Demian to give him information. It was obvious Demian kept a lot of things from his father.“How do you know?” I asked. There was no point in pretending when he had already known.“Darling, I keep an eye on you all the time, especially when you have no idea you are being watched,” he said. “And I do it myself. I do not rely on others to gi

When we made the illegal potions at the academy, we would see it to a merchant named Owl because he had an owl with him all the time. We would never reveal our identity. We would wear cloaks and masks- Leo a fox mask and me a hawk mask. Our secret names were respectively Fox and Hawk. The merchant would then sell it to buyers underground. Like us, the merchant never revealed his identity to us, although we found it out anyway.Once, at home, I made a potion using a full-blood vampire’s blood that I bought from Owl. I made poison for full-blood vampires. In the books, it was said that it was almost impossible to brew a potion that would hurt a vampire, or even kill it. But I made it possible. I was seventy percent sure of the potion’s success. I sold it to Owl on my own since Leo was not with me. I got the most money selling that poison. I never thought it was Demian who bought it from Owl.The specialty of the poison was that it was a slow-killer so you would not even notice something

“Your brother wants to take me to the library,” I told Demian after we came back to our chamber. It was good to see Leo, although I was not satisfied; I wanted to get him alone so we could talk. I said I trusted Demian, but not entirely. It was hard, if not impossible and stupid, to trust a Silverclaw. They were too sly for their own good.“Did you tell him to?” Demian asked. He did not believe Theodore suggested it on his own. “I know how much you like books.”“Your brother wants to take me there because I told him I like books,” I said.“How many times did you tell him? A hundred times over the course of a few days so he would be forced to take you there because he is so soft towards you?”It was like Demian could see through me. It never happened before, so I was not prepared for such a forward attack.“What do you think of me, Demian? Do you think I am a vile and sly woman?”Demian smirked. His silver eyes never seemed so warm before.“Not vile, darling. You are rather pleasant. B

The days were spent with me going to the library with Theodore, having tea with Rose and sometimes with Dela and Rosalia and then seeing my brother Jace in the dungeon every few days. Rose took me down there and showed me a cell that Alexander wanted to give to me.Jace was okay. Rose did not hurt him. But living in the dungeon was taking a toll on him. I could see it in his face. He did not look as lively and alive as before.“I’m fine. Just take care of yourself,” Jace would say every time I cried about his condition.“Demian treats me alright. I don’t have to live in a dungeon like you, Jace. I’m worried you will catch some sickness living in the filth. Rose, can’t you tell your father to move him elsewhere?” I looked up at Rose expectedly.Rose shook her head. “I wish I could, but you know as well as I do that it’s not possible. Father is mad enough that Jace is not dead.”Leo was still here. I had not had the chance to meet him again. I could not dare risk it. We could not let Al

Sully was talking animatedly to my mother. She had gotten close to Mother. There was nothing common between her and Rosalia. Sully was everything Rosalia was not. The only thing common between them was the fact that both of them were beautiful. Mother liked her despite the differences.Sully giggled at something Mother said. Her eyes met mine for a second. She gave me a smile and returned her attention to Mother.I heard about the intruder that came into Sully’s room to kill her two nights ago. I did not have to hear about it to know the particulars.Because I sent that man.I wanted to see the real Sully. The one behind the veil. I wanted to see her being herself. For once, I wanted to glimpse at the person behind the face of the weak woman who was afraid of everything. I wanted to see the genius alchemist who made illegal potions, danced at brothels and was planning something dangerous behind everyone’s back.He was not supposed to kill her. He was going to frighten her a bit. If sh