Mated to the Mad Lord-Chapter 213: Red Eyes

She yelled, her body shaking with anger as tears streamed down her face.

She was furious, her emotions raw, and in that moment, she had moved closer to him—almost as if she wanted to melt into his arms, to bury her face in his chest. But then, she froze.

Her eyes widened in shock as she tilted her head up, locking onto Cain’s face. More importantly, his eyes—once a familiar golden brown—were now a deep, menacing red.

"Your eyes!" she gasped, horror lacing her voice. Her trembling hands reached out to touch his face, only to halt abruptly when she caught the frown that settled on Cain’s features. He stepped back, away from her touch, his expression filled with visible disdain.

"Who are you?" he asked, his voice devoid of warmth.

For a moment, Violet forgot how to breathe. Her mouth fell open in sheer disbelief, and before she could react, Cain lunged forward. His hand wrapped around her throat, lifting her off the ground as she clawed at his grip, struggling to breathe.

Terror gripped her. Cain’s gaze was cold and emotionless, his grip tightening as her legs kicked out helplessly. Her vision blurred, darkness creeping at the edges as her body weakened.

He’s going to kill me.

Just then, a sharp whistling sound broke the silence. Violet barely registered it before a guard appeared beside Cain. Her barely lucid mind struggled to process what was happening, but Cain’s next words sent ice through her veins.

"Who is she?" he demanded, his frown deepening, his anger palpable. He released her abruptly, and Violet collapsed onto the ground, gasping for air, her body wracked with violent coughs. Tears burned down her reddened face as she scrambled backward, desperate to put distance between herself and the man who had almost killed her.

The guard hesitated before answering. "She’s—she’s your lover, my—"

A wet, sickening sound filled the room. Violet barely had time to process what had happened before she saw the guard’s head roll onto the floor. Her breath hitched, her hands flying to her mouth as a muffled scream threatened to escape.

Cain’s hands were soaked in fresh blood. He turned his gaze toward her—those unfamiliar, merciless red eyes locking onto hers. Then, without another word, he strode toward the door and slammed it shut behind him. He raised a single finger to his lips, a silent command for silence.

"If you behave... there’s no reason for me to kill you," he warned.

Violet’s entire body trembled as she nodded frantically, her instincts screaming at her to obey. She had never felt true terror until this moment. The man before her may have worn Cain’s face, but he was something else entirely.

She wanted to ask questions, to demand answers, but her tongue felt heavy in her mouth. No words formed, only shallow, panicked breaths. Instead, she took a step back, pressing against the cold window as tears streaked down her face.

Cain—no, whoever he was—watched her closely, his head tilting slightly. "I don’t have all of his memories, and I definitely have no memories of you," he said, his voice edged with something unreadable.

Violet barely had time to react before her feet left the ground. A startled gasp left her lips as she was thrown onto the bed, her body sinking into the sheets. She tried to scramble away, but Cain’s body loomed over hers, pinning her down. His red eyes bore into her own dark ones, rendering her completely still.

"You slapped me." His voice was low, almost amused. "Cain must really like you for you to have the courage to raise your hand against him."

Violet swallowed hard, unable to respond, unable to breathe.

"The only reason I’m not breaking them right now..." he continued, his fingers trailing over her trembling wrist, "is because I’m not sure how long I’ll be in control of this body."

A shiver ran down Violet’s spine. His words made no sense, and yet, they terrified her all the same.

"Who—who are you?" she finally managed to stammer, her voice barely above a whisper.

She didn’t have time to react before she was flipped onto her stomach, her face pressed hard into the sheets. A strangled cry left her lips, her body rigid with fear. freewёbnoνel.com

"You’re weak," he muttered with disgust. "I would kill you if I wasn’t worried you’d trigger some kind of... inconvenience."

Violet shuddered. Something was very, very wrong.

A familiar hand trailed down her spine, colder than it should have been. Her breath hitched as she felt the fabric of her top rip apart, exposing her bare back. Panic surged through her as she realized what was happening, her body frozen in place.

Violet shook, surprised as she felt his hands—which were surprisingly colder than usual—slide down her spine before heading to her bum. Her heart thumped even wilder in her chest just as she felt him tug at the pair of slacks she wore, tearing them off to reveal her bum.

At this point, she again couldn’t keep her mouth shut, considering the fact that her back was completely bare as she felt his hands move to squeeze her butt in a way that terrified her and made her want to jerk away.

"Ca-Cain!" she gasped, lifting herself with her arms and shuffling forward, only to feel a hand wrap around her neck and pull her back hard enough to leave a nasty bruise as he raised her up with only her knees on the bed.

Unlike how gentle Cain usually was with her, this time around he was much rougher in a way that made Violet want nothing to do with him but to distance herself from him.

But instead, she felt him drag her back as she felt him plaster his crotch against her bare butt in a way that made her feel the hardened member there as he pressed it against her butt cheeks. His hand still gripping her neck, with his other one moving down to undo his belt in seconds.

Violet gritted her teeth as she realized what was about to happen, even if she found it difficult to understand why.

"You are my lover... it’s only fair that I have a memory of you!" he gasped against her ears, even as Violet shut her eyes and refused to respond. But this only seemed to piss off Cain, who instantly pushed her hard, making her back hit the bed.

Violet was just about to stumble back up and possibly scoot away from him when she felt a hard smack against her butt cheeks, hard enough to burn. But what was even more shocking was the electrifying feeling that came with it.

"Ca—" she was about to speak when she felt another slap in the same exact spot on her butt, making her gasp and want to turn away, only to feel Cain hold her in place as he continued to smack her butt in a way that brought tears to her eyes but also made her yearn to spread her ass even more.

"Cain! Stop!" she gasped, snapping at him, surprised to feel him stop, only for the smacking to continue on the other butt cheek.

Violet had just gasped in pain for the fifth time when, instead of putting distance between him and her like she intended, she scooted back to give him no space to continue to hit her. Her gaze darted to the door when she suddenly felt his arms wrap around her waist and pull her upright to lean against his chest.

Violet couldn’t see his face as she stared at the door, but she could already feel the smirk that was bound to be there as he opened his mouth to speak.

"I hate being disobeyed, and unlike Cain... I will punish you!" he whispered into her ears in a way that made goosebumps crawl against the skin of her arms as she felt him place his hard member against her entrance in a way that made her want to pull away.

"Wa—" she opened her mouth to say, only to feel his fingers slide into her mouth even as he slowly pushed himself into her in a way that made her clamp up, surprised to feel him pause, only to feel a bite on her shoulder that drew blood and made her gasp in pain even as he pushed in.

His movements were rougher and filled with anger, the fear she felt much more dulled than before. Violet clamped her mouth shut and bit his fingers in her mouth hard enough to draw blood, only to be surprised to feel him chuckle against her ears as he placed one of his arms under her thighs and raised it before thrusting all the way in.

"You can bite me all you want... but by the time I’m done, you’ll want me more!" he gasped into her ears even as he began thrusting harder into her. Violet, shocked to feel her body respond to his just as intensely, gasped in pleasure as she felt him fuck her in a way that showed that all he cared about was his own pleasure, yet weirdly it made her want to open her legs wider and ask for more.

’I hate this!’ she suddenly thought to herself. At that moment, the thought that she could feel such pleasure from someone that would have killed her without batting an eye made her skin crawl, even as she felt him thrust harder into her in a way that made her shudder and gasp in nothing but undiluted pleasure.