But Cassian wasn’t the type to let others take the initiative—especially not a woman like Eleanor, whose need to feel superior to everyone was so overwhelming.

He remembered all the times that woman had spat words at him to degrade him, always hiding the weakness she carried inside. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

A diabolical smile spread across his face. He grabbed Eleanor’s hand, which was still touching his chest in a dazed manner, and spun her around roughly until her back was pressed against him. With a violent tug, he tore the fabric of the nightgown covering her body.

"Ah... w-what are you doing?" Eleanor’s usually confident voice turned shaky.

"Wasn’t this what you wanted?" Cassian whispered coldly as he pinned both of her wrists behind her back with one hand. His other hand slid mercilessly between her legs and began stimulating her with precise, ruthless skill.

"Angh!" A loud, shameful moan escaped her mouth. In response, Cassian gave her a hard slap on the ass, clearly amused.

Even though the situation didn’t seem to please his stepmother, it was impossible to hide the arousal that was rapidly growing inside her.

He threw her onto the bed so that her ass was raised high and positioned himself behind her. He pressed her face into the mattress and began rubbing his hard cock against her soaked entrance, drawing out anguished, desperate moans from Eleanor.

But he didn’t give her what she wanted. At least, not the way she expected. He shifted his member slightly higher and, with one brutal thrust, penetrated her directly in the ass.

Eleanor’s eyes widened in shock and a choked scream tore from her throat.

"Wait...! Not there...!!" she gasped, her voice breaking between pain and pleasure.

Cassian didn’t stop. He gripped her hips with brutal force and pushed deeper, stretching her mercilessly around his thick cock.

He began to move: first slow and deep, savoring every inch of her tightness, then harder and more savage. The obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, accompanied by Eleanor’s muffled moans.

Although it was the first time Eleanor had ever been taken from behind, Cassian’s skill made it impossible for her not to feel pleasure. The initial pain quickly transformed into an intense, overwhelming heat that spread throughout her entire body.

At some point during the night, unable to resist any longer, she began instinctively pushing her hips back, desperately grinding against him. Between sobs and broken moans, she begged shamelessly:

"More...! Please, harder...!"

Cassian let out a low, dark chuckle, clearly satisfied to see the proud stepmother completely breaking under his body.

"Look at you..." he murmured against her ear as he picked up the pace with brutal thrusts. "Shaking your ass like a bitch in heat, begging your hated stepson to fuck you harder."

Eleanor buried her face in the mattress, humiliated and aroused at the same time, but her hips wouldn’t stop pushing back, seeking him deeper.

Cassian released a low, cruel laugh as he felt her eagerly impaling herself on him.

"What would Elric say if he saw you like this?" he asked without slowing his increasingly fast and violent thrusts. "Or your husband?"

Eleanor tried to shake her head, but only a broken, pitiful moan came out.

"N-no...! Ahh...! Shut up...!" she pleaded, even as her hips moved with even more force, completely betraying her.

Cassian grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head back forcefully, forcing her to arch her back while he continued fucking her without mercy.

"Say it," he ordered coldly. "Tell me you hate me while you cum with my cock in your ass."

Eleanor was trembling violently, on the edge of orgasm, her face flushed with humiliation and pleasure.

"I... I hate you..." she moaned between sobs, but her voice shattered into a sharp cry as pleasure tore through her with brutal force, making her body contract violently around him.

Cassian increased both force and speed at her words, fucking her mercilessly. Eleanor’s moans grew higher, more broken, until her entire body tensed violently.

"Ahh...! Cassian...!" she screamed as a devastating orgasm ripped through her. Her inner walls clenched hard around him, trembling uncontrollably. Her legs lost all strength and she collapsed onto the bed, exhausted, panting with her mouth open and her body covered in sweat.

Cassian finished inside her with one final deep thrust, without making a single sound. He stayed still for a few seconds, feeling her body still trembling beneath him.

For a brief moment, his mind drifted back thousands of years. He remembered countless women who had broken in the exact same way: princesses, empresses, goddesses... they all ended up the same.

«One more,» Cassian thought with complete indifference.

«It seems my sadistic side has been gaining more ground than usual lately.»

Without saying a word, he slowly pulled out of her. Eleanor didn’t even have the strength to move; she remained lying face down on the bed, breathing heavily, with his cum dripping between her ass cheeks and her body still twitching from the aftershocks of her orgasm.

He got up calmly from the bed and observed the mess he had made of her with complete indifference.

Eleanor, exhausted and still dazed, turned her head slightly toward him. Her glassy eyes searched for some reaction, some word, a glance... anything. But Cassian was already walking toward the door without showing the slightest emotion.

Her eyes filled with tears—tears of the deepest humiliation, of shame, and of a strange desperation she couldn’t understand.

...

Thousands of light-years away.

Six women were gathered together, each seated around a round table.

In a noticeably more important chair, Siyin glared angrily at her sisters—or at least at those who were still there.

"Lanying!" she snapped, on the verge of exploding. "How could you let Xingyue leave just like that? If the Master gets angry later..."

Lanying met her gaze without backing down.

"What was I supposed to do? What you did? You know how Xingyue was... Besides..." She hesitated for a moment. "You know the Master’s history... Now that Xuehua is gone and he’s alone in an unknown place, what’s stopping his darkest side from consuming him?"

Her words seemed to strike a sensitive spot. Worry filled the faces of the sisters, knowing full well that although their Master was usually good, his weariness with existence itself often led him to do things he normally wouldn’t.

"Maybe you’re right, Lanying," Siyin finally admitted. "Perhaps it’s best that Xingyue is with him."

At that moment, a serene voice changed the subject:

"Sister, we already know where Xingyue went, but Liwei and Luowei haven’t appeared either."

Siyin frowned. Ruolan always insisted that everyone be present at these meetings, and it was obvious that she would notice the two sisters’ absence. But Siyin didn’t know how to respond.

Seeing that she didn’t answer, Ruolan began to grow restless, frowning as she waited for an explanation.

"Liwei insisted on going to war against the Black Blood Sect because of what they did to a middle world, and Luowei couldn’t help but follow her," Siyin finally blurted out.

Siyin’s words came as a shock to everyone present.

They were at war, and they hadn’t known a thing about it.