Mated to the Mad Lord-Chapter 164: More?

The next morning, Violet wasn’t surprised to wake up alone and not the least surprised to see that the room had been destroyed like usual, rising up from the bed to see Cain at his desk with some papers in his hand, fully dressed for the day.

She was still rubbing her sleepy eyes as she looked over when she saw Cain turn to look at her, a smug look on his face as he fixed an intense gaze on her, his eyes gliding down her body in a way that made her jerk to the side, pulling the sheets over herself as she realized that she was mostly naked.

The extra scenes in her head from the night before were enough to make her entire body heat up as she scurried off the bed as fast as she could and toward her own smaller bedroom, which no matter how much they changed rooms, was something that always remained constant.

It didn’t help that she had just shut the door behind her with the sheets wrapped around her body when she noticed the obvious red bites littered shamelessly around her skin as she realized that it was most likely what Cain had been looking at when he stared at her.

Stay calm, Violet! This is the last time! she swore to herself, stamping down the memories of the night before as much as she could, even as she recalled with renewed vigor how Cain had made her stab a man in cold blood multiple times over.

If he could do that, what was stopping him from doing it again? Not counting the hundreds of servants he had killed without batting an eye. Standing in front of the mirror, she couldn’t help but wonder why he hadn’t gone ahead to kill Frank and the elite guards, which she had recognized as people she had previously seen before.

Bathing and dressing up was quick as she made sure to dress appropriately as a man, intent on bringing up the issue of her voice and the absence of her band. But she had just stepped out, only to find Cain already standing, leaning against his table in a way that showed that he might have been waiting for her as he gestured for her to move closer.

He gestured for her to come closer even as he picked up a familiar band from the table he leaned against.

Swallowing hard, Violet approached him cautiously. She opened her mouth to ask what he wanted, but before she could speak, Cain grabbed her waist and pulled her flush against him, gently wrapping the band around her neck with his gaze fixed on her.

"You look so pretty!" he whispered as he leaned closer to kiss her on the lips, even as Violet knew better than to lean away from it, leaning into it and ignoring just how much she enjoyed it.

Is that before or after you threatened to cut off my tongue? she wondered, even as she pushed to get herself out of his arms, only to feel his arms tighten ever so slightly around her with a clearly excited look in his eyes as he continued speaking.

"We can be happy together!" he said. "...I can make you happy!"

Violet was surprised to look right into his eyes and discover that he truly had a genuine expression on his face that showed that he indeed believed it.

"You don’t have to accept me now, but I can wait!" he continued to say, even as Violet, who looked right into his eyes, struggled not to show any severe expressions on her face as she kept on recalling the way he had threatened her and the scene of him using her hand to stab the guard.

It only got worse as she recalled how he had transformed and swallowed a human whole for absolutely no reason and the numerous bodies he hung on the building of his mansion, almost as if he was trying to show off his trophy.

It would be a fallacy to think a monster like you could ever fall in love with someone like me! Violet thought to herself as she smiled, doing her best to make sure that it looked natural, even as she recalled the easy way he had shown her family’s fingers to her like he was presenting a gift.

The coldness in his eyes when he had been prepared to snap her neck and be done with it, even as she wondered just how long it would take before she was the one lying dead on the floor by his feet.

"I guess we’ll just have to wait and see!" she responded with a soft smile on her face, even as she nodded, lying right through her teeth, confident that the second Cain left the mansion, she would disappear. But before then, she simply needed to make him lower his guard.

If I continue to stay in this mansion, I would die—or worse, be tortured all over again! she thought, recalling that just because she hadn’t seen Fiona didn’t mean that she wouldn’t return. Violet leaned forward to kiss Cain passionately on the lips, deeper than she had ever done before, initiating something she would have otherwise never done.

Cain groaned with pleasure as he pulled her even closer, Violet surprised to feel the bulge sprouting up between his legs seconds into the kiss as she tried to end it, only to feel him smile against her lips as he finally pulled away.

"I want more!" he whispered against her lips in a tone that made Violet shiver as she understood exactly what he meant, even though she knew it was something she would never let happen, surprised by how hot Cain’s skin felt to the touch, which was surprising considering how cool it usually was.

Something she ignored as she went ahead to change the topic as quickly as she could while leaning away. "Fiona isn’t coming back?" Violet asked with a mostly calm tone in her voice, having described everything that happened to Cain the night before, even as he promised to deal with it.

"No one knows where she is! I’ll be heading out to find her on her father’s behalf!" Cain responded with an inch of tone in his voice as he said it, but Violet couldn’t help but wonder if Fiona was even still alive... not that she cared if the woman was dead, something she would have preferred as long as she didn’t have to do the stabbing.

Violet immediately moved to pull away, about to grumble about being hungry as she did so, only to feel Cain pull her back right against his chest in a way that made her recall just what they had done the night before as Cain whispered in her ears.

"I’ll be heading out for a while...." his teeth nibbling on her earlobes as he spoke. "...but for some reason, I’m very hungry!" His voice was clear as he passed across a message that didn’t need anyone to tell her what he meant as she felt his hands slide impatiently under her shirt.