Married to the Devil's Son novel Chapter 87

87 Chapter 27

Klara sat in her room, thinking back of what Roshan had told her.

"I am a demon."

A demon? Klara had laughed even though he had sounded serious. "If you are a demon than I am an angel."

"I would believe you if you told me." He said.

The way he had looked at her back then had made her unable to breathe. How could he say such words? Words that made her heart race and her body tingle. Words that made her cheeks burn and her breath hitch. Maybe he was a demon after all, slowly seducing her into the path of sin.

No! She needed to stay far away from him or else she might end up doing something she would regret.

"Klara?" Irene peeked her head from behind the door. Had Klara become deaf or did the people in this house not know how to knock on the door.

"Come in."

Irene opened the door further but she didn't step inside. "I just wanted to say that Hazel is here, in case you want to greet her."

Hazel? Klara stood up immediately and turned to the door. "Where is she?"

"This way." Irene said leading the way.

Halfway Klara started to question herself as to why she was so excited to meet Hazel. She never liked that woman so why?

No, she wasn't excited, she just wanted to make sure that Hazel was safe for Lucian's sake.

"No need to convince yourself otherwise. I think you like Hazel." Irene said.

"This is rude. My thoughts are private." Klara said annoyed.

"Not if I can hear them." Irene mocked.

People in this house liked to mock Klara realized.

As they walked into a room the first thing Klara noticed was the woman sitting at the edge of the bed. As the woman turned Klara realized that it was Hazel. How?

Hazel's almost unrecognizable face lit with a smile.

"Klara. You are here?" She stood up.

Klara took a closer look and her stomach clenched. Who had done this to her? Hazel's hair was ragged, her clothes torn and she looked thin, unhealthy thin and her arms were covered with bruises.

"Good lord, who did this to you?"

"I am alright." Hazel smiled. "What happened to you?"

Klara still had a few visible bruises on her face from her fight with Irene whose face now turned into one of guilt. Irene had apologized a hundred times and taken care of her but Klara knew she still felt guilty.

"Nothing much. You know I fight a lot."

Hazel nodded.

"I'll bring something to eat. Klara, would you mind helping her change?" Irene asked.

"I can change myself." Hazel said quickly.

"I don't think you can even walk. I'll help you." Klara insisted.

Irene left to bring some food while Klara prepared a bath and brought some new clothes. When she walked back into the room Hazel had already undressed, her body was covered with even more bruises and a few scars. Klara couldn't imagine what Hazel could have gone through.

"I am not, but you should be. As soon as you recover I am going to teach you how to fight and defend yourself."

"I look forward to that."

Once Hazel took a bath and got dressed they sat at the dining table with Irene and ate in silence. Everyone seemed to be lost in their own thoughts and for a moment Klara wished that she had Irene's ability so that she could know what they were thinking.

"You are probably tired so get some sleep." Irene told Hazel once they were done eating.

Klara had many questions to ask Hazel but seeing her conditions she decided to wait. It would probably bring back painful memories, she thought.

On her way back to her room she wondered where Roshan was since she hadn't seen him the whole day.

Wait! Why would she want to see him? She shook her head, she was losing her mind. As she entered her room her thoughts went back to Hazel. That woman must have gone through hell. Klara wanted to comfort her but at the same time slap her for her stupidity. Why didn't she come with Lothaire earlier?

With a sigh, she began to untie her dress when someone suddenly cleared their throat. Turning around Klara found Roshan standing behind her with his arms behind his back.

Klara was sure that the room had been empty when she entered and that she had locked the door behind her, so when and how did he come inside?

"How…?" She began.

"I would tell you if you would believe me but you don't even believe what I told you last night."

"Well, it's not a believable thing you said."

"Nevermind, would you like to have a glass of wine with me?" He had been hiding a bottle of wine and two glasses behind his back.

Klara looked at the bottle in his hand. It had been so long since she had some mine so she thought it couldn't hurt to have some. Or maybe it was just an excuse to be with Roshan a little longer.

Before she could say anything Roshan already put the glasses and the table and began to pour some into each glass. "It doesn't hurt to have some, besides I am sure you have many questions so why not ask them while having a taste." He put the bottle down then motioned toward the chair.

Klara went and sat down and so did he.

"I'll just have a taste." She said. She didn't want to get intoxicated.

"Suit yourself."

Klara grabbed the glass and took a sip but as the taste filled her mouth she realized she might have a little bit more than just a taste.

"Do you like it?"

Klara nodded. "Yes. It tastes really expensive."

"It is." He took a sip as well but his eyes stayed focused on her. His gaze was so intense that she looked down quickly.

"Don't look at me like that." She said embarrassed.

"How?" He asked putting his glass down slowly.

"Like...like…I don't know."

He seemed amused. "I think you do."

"This is not how I actually look. This is just how I appear to others." _{fɾēewebnσveℓ.com}