The Vampire Prince's Blindfolded Bride
Chapter 135: Her sweet assault

Chapter 135: Her sweet assault

"Greetings to Your Highness," Scarlet was swift to leave her seat as she saw Magnus. Alora, too, rose to her feet and noticed that he looked a bit disturbed. She wondered if everything was fine with him.

Scarlet found how she was being ignored as always. But she didn’t mind it. It was Magnus’s nature to ignore everyone, except for those whom he cared.

"I believe Miss Scarlet should depart," Magnus finally stated, his gaze wasn’t on her but on Alora. "Tobias, kindly see her out," he requested.

"Princess Alora, thank you for inviting me. I truly enjoyed it," said Scarlet and left with Tobias.

"It’s not good to treat everyone coldly. You could have accepted Scarlet’s greetings," Alora said as she walked to him.

"Well, you should know that I’m only warm to you," Magnus replied.

"You look worried about something. How did the court session go? You must have met a lot of elders and officials after a long time," Alora stated, holding his hands gently.

"I did meet them. Alora, do you remember the vision Izaak had about you for the first time?" Magnus inquired her. "About your mother," he then responded.

"Ahh, that. Yes, I do. Why? What happened?" Alora questioned him.

"Izaak’s two visions became true. I wonder why he saw that kind of vision for your mother," Magnus remarked.

"We have changed the future. His Highness doesn’t need to worry," Alora asserted. "I could look into Scarlet’s eyes as well. My fear is slowly fading away. I have so many well-wishers around me," she murmured, feeling joyful.

Magnus didn’t wish Alora’s happiness to cease, so he agreed to her deductions. However, he decided to find the truth behind such a vision.

"Magnus, don’t take stress about it. Everything has turned well," Alora said, peering into his eyes. "I’ll show you something. Elliot has sent some gifts for me," she revealed to him.

"Really? The change I never expected in him," Magnus remarked.

"But he has changed," Alora said and she pushed Magnus to bed. She went to the cupboard and took out the gown that Elliot had sent for her. "Isn’t this so beautiful? I even like this color. I should also give a present to my brother since I’ll go there in the evening. However, I wonder what I should gift him." She asked for Magnus’s opinions.

"Well, you can give him anything you think will be suitable for Elliot," Magnus stated.

"Yes, but what should I gift him?" Alora asked. "Oh, I’ll wear this dress in the evening. I hope His Highness is free today. I can’t wait to look at them," she affirmed with a smile.

"Umm... How about a long coat? But that will take time to be stitched... At least a week," Magnus remarked.

"Oh. Then, I’ll give him the gift later then," Alora said. She put back the gown inside the cupboard and closed it.

"I wonder how Venus is doing. I think I’m too cruel this time," Alora said as she turned around. "While I’m celebrating my happiness, Venus is in prison. I’m such a bad sister," she murmured, feeling suddenly low.

"She also enjoyed your pain for years. It’s been only several days for her. At least, Venus should understand what it feels like to be neglected and locked. You want to discipline her, don’t you?" Magnus inquired as he gestured to her to come to him.

Alora approached him and sat on his left thigh, locking her arms around his neck.

"Yes, I want to discipline her. But am I harsh on her? What if she despises me more?" Alora questioned with a worried glance at him.

"Alora, freeing her will only bring trouble in my opinion. On your request, I asked the prison staff to provide her with good meals. She should be thankful to you instead of carrying any hate. She is alive thanks to her sweet sister. Otherwise, I had no intention to keep Venus alive," Magnus clarified to her.

He played with the loose curls of her hair on her temple.

"Do you wish to see her?" Magnus then asked.

"Yes. I would like to see Venus," Alora replied.

"Alright. I’ll take you there later," Magnus assured her.

"Thank you."

He then nestled his face into the curve of her neck, delicately caressing her skin with his lips. Tracing a path of kisses along her neck, he drew her tenderly toward him, keenly aware of the alluring contours of her breasts pressed against his chest.

His hands held her firmly at her place as he continued to shower kisses all over her neck and later the collarbones. Capturing her lips into a kiss, he took her lower lip between his teeth, thus pulling on it.

A cry escaped her mouth, and blood oozed out from her lip. With a lingering lick, he sought to elicit a moan from her lips.

Alora, in response, gently pushed him away after deftly unbuttoning his shirt and exploring his chest with her hand. She was now on top of him while his hand remained steadfast on her back.

"Alora!" "Magnus gasped for breath, breaking away from the kiss as he called out her name. Undeterred, Alora continued her sweet assault on him, planting kisses upon his chest while her hands explored the well-defined contours of his abdomen.

His fingers threaded through her hair as he kicked off his shoes, then swiftly flipped her onto the mattress. With her deft hands, he lifted her gown, tracing a path down her thigh. Alora’s breath hitched as his fingers pinched her inner thigh, eliciting a shaky cry. His lips descended just above her right breast, leaving a trail of kisses in their wake.

Suddenly, Alora’s scream pierced the air as she finally noticed it, "The door is open, Magnus!" Her hands pressed on his firm chest she gently pushed him back.

"No one will come. You are asking me to stop in the middle," Magnus said as he claimed her lips this time.

However, Alora vehemently again pushed him. "I’ll be embarrassed to death if someone sees us like this. Just-just close the door, please," she urged this time.