Bride To His Darkness
Chapter 153: No One Hurts His Little Lamb!

Chapter 153: No One Hurts His Little Lamb!

"Alain!" Madeline’s eyes snapped wide upon hearing her son’s panicked scream. In no time, she had made it to the upstairs corridor, but upon reaching where the sound of her son’s frightened scream came from, she noticed him hiding behind the curtains, and in front of him was a servant who was firmly wrapped in the embrace of a vine– another young woman stood at the front of the scene, and there was no reaction from her as she just watched the servant get squeezed by the vines embrace, her face contorting into agony, yet the other woman made no attempts to help her.

When little Alain noticed his Mother standing at the top of the stairs, he ran in her direction and into her embrace. Madeline crouched to her son’s height, her worried eyes scanning his face to confirm if he was alright before returning her attention to the unbelievable drama displaying in front of her. It barely took less than five minutes for the guards and everyone else to surround the upstairs corridor, and it was plain obvious that everyone came to witness the source of the Little boy’s scream but were met with something entirely different.

Cassian arrived at the scene on time, and a look of relief washed over his visage to see his son safely in the hands of Madeline. He crouched to his son’s level, his fingers caressing Alain’s fluffy hair before admonishing quietly, strict Amber-brown eyes staring into innocent ones.

"No more running around like that or I’ll take away your favorite toys! What if you got hurt? Stay with your Mother and no more mischievous tactics from you until we leave."

Alain, whose expression dropped into a sad pout, nodded his head at his Father’s clear warning. While everyone’s expression held awe and questions, the path immediately cleared for Ivan who unhurriedly made his way to where the servant was trapped, and he glanced at his little lamb before patting her head affectionately, his way of saying a job well done to her quick thinking. His little lamb developing her own powers no longer seemed like a bad idea since she can protect herself now when the need arrives.

"I’ll handle it from here." Ivan softly said to Samantha who immediately released the servant from the vines embrace. When the servant dropped on all fours, coughing for air while trying to breathe at the same time, her eyes held terror when Ivan knelt on one knee to pick up the knife she had planned on using to end Samantha. He rose to his full height afterwards and glanced at the young dark-haired woman who had a child with her.

"What happens next is not suitable for children to see. If you can excuse us and wait in the guest room. Herbert, lead them to the guest room on the opposite corridor." Ivan turned to Herbert who nodded his head in affirmation, and he led the three guests away from the corridor. Once they were out of sight, Ivan turned his attention to the servant whose heart was starting to drum in fear, but she was unaware that her fears only excited the man whose heart contained bloodlust. Ivan knew his little lamb would eventually become a target now that GreenHollow was restored to the kingdom, but he never imagined they’d strike so soon!

"Little Lamb, I think you should leave too." Ivan calmly said to Samantha, his voice softening, sounding almost harmless to her ears, but the forbidden darkness in his eyes didn’t go unnoticed by her. His irises had contracted, and his demon side was starting to awaken. "What I’m about to do... your eyes can’t afford to get tainted by my actions."

"She tried to kill me, I don’t care what you do to her." Samantha pointed out before mustering the courage to say. "I want to see how brutal you can get, so it is fine. I doubt I will be least affected by it since I’ve seen enough of you already. I’m staying, I’ll have to get used to this kind of thing sooner or later."

"How bold." The corner of Ivan’s lips twitched as he found her undeterred response quite attractive, and he turned his attention to the smiling Alistair who was waiting for him to get on with the punishment already. Dropping to his knees, the servant’s body trembled in fear as Ivan threateningly placed the knife in front of her, and she began to sweat profusely when he played with the knife in front of her panicked gaze.

"Which hand did you intend to use to stab my precious little lamb? Hmm?" Asked Ivan, but when the servant was too frozen by fear to respond, Ivan hummed and effortlessly reached for her right hand instead. The servant’s face paled when he shifted it forward so he could see it clearly. "If you can’t remember, I’ll help you decide which hand would be best to deal with, and this is for daring to hurt my little lamb!" With no mercy, Ivan used the knife to chop off her fingers, and a loud cry of agony escaped the servants lips when her five fingers were mercilessly cut off by the vampire King.

Her cries echoed within the premises, and Samantha could feel adrenaline rush through her system.

"AHHH!! PLEASE!! WAIT! STOP!!" Her pleading cries all turned to deaf ears, and Samantha, who had worn her bravery mask could feel it fall off her face at the sight of Ivan chopping off the servant’s fingers as if he was chopping vegetables on a chopping board. Guards surrounded the upstairs, granting no entry to those who wanted to pass by, but the servants below could hear the servant’s cry of agony, so much so that it sent shivers down their spine.

Blood stained the carpet, and Ivan only stopped when he was done cutting off her five fingers into pieces, and it left a nasty sight that had Samantha feeling nauseous. She felt cold, and the cries of the maiden continuously rang in her ear, sending the hair on her skin standing at attention. Unlike her who was completely flabbergasted, Tobias and Alistair remained neutral to what they were witnessing, infact, they looked proud to see their once isolated cousin dealing with matters the appropriate way.

"Now if you survive, this hand will serve as a reminder that no one hurts my little lamb. She could feed you to her baby plants, but I want to handle you myself as you’re no ordinary servant." Ignoring her sobs, Ivan reached for the left hand, looking ready to chop those off as well, and there was a dangerous glint in his eyes when the servant dared to look at him.

"Reveal yourself or I’m going to chop this off, send someone to cook them and make you eat your own flesh with a glass of juice!" He threatened calmly, "you’re not human, are you? Reveal yourself at the count of five, four, three, two, one–"

When he uttered the last number, Samantha, who didn’t understand Ivan’s point from the beginning, watched as the human figure took an entirely different shape, and before her eyes the once unfamiliar servant now looked more unfamiliar as she had returned to her real form. Her skin was sickly pale, totally unattractive compared to that of vampires, and her nails were long and dirty. Her black hair that fell across her face, hid her visage, whilst Alistair crouched before the servant.

"Let’s take a look at this one, I heard witches possess undying beauty so you must– oh spirits in the dark is there a beauty that can make one vomit?" Alistair took his hands away as the face he was staring at had nothing to write home about, hideous wasn’t the word he could even use to describe the witch who disguised herself as a servant. He couldn’t believe the same woman served his Mother blood wine! But if she’s not the maid incharge, where is the actual maid??

"I thought as much, take her to the dungeon so she can play with the rats. They will be excited to have company." Ivan handed the witch to the guards who dragged her away. The fingers Ivan had brutally decapitated turned into wrinkle fingers that increased Samantha’s nausea, and she immediately walked away from there as she could no longer stand what she was seeing.

When she visited the bathroom to wash her face and get rid of the awful image from her head, Ivan stepped inside minutes later with the bloodstains erased from his body and his clothes changed. He locked eyes with the woman who met his stare through the mirror, and with eyes that twinkled maliciously, he reached for where she stood, and Samantha swiftly turned around to ask him why he was staring at her in that manner only to get trapped between the faucet and the devastatingly handsome man whose eyes ate her up like she was candy.

The temperature in his bathing chamber seemed to increased to a demanding degree as the look in his dark pupils hadn’t changed in the slightest, his demons were still awake, and when she tried to speak, his hand moved to the small of her back as he pulled her closer, carefully drawing her in and leaving no space between their bodies.

"Master’s hungry."

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