Mated to the Mad Lord-Chapter 179: Beg me!

Regardless, grinding her teeth together and recalling the fact that she was the one in chains in the bedroom of her supposed mate, who was a serial murderer, Violet slowly began to take off the gown she wore, ignoring the fact that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

Her gaze was fierce as she stared back at Cain, whose intensity was such that it almost made her look away as she felt his eyes slide down her body in a way that only made his wants more pronounced.

If fucking me is going to make him relax his guard, then he might as well go ahead! But the thought had just occurred to her when she heard him speak words that made her entire face burn.

"You look filthy, and you kinda smell!" he said to her as he walked past her and pointed at the bathroom, stepping in as he gestured for her to do the same.

Violet was ashamed as she wrapped her arms around herself, walking into the bathroom, trying not to sniff at herself in an obvious way as she waited for Cain to step out—only to see him move towards the bathtub, turning the water on as he slowly began to fill it.

She didn’t speak until he was done, wondering if she could again make a plea for the chain to be taken off her leg, only to give up as she watched him gesture for her to move closer to where he was.

Violet was still wondering why he wanted her closer to him and not in the bathtub when her gaze suddenly caught her reflection in the bathroom mirror as she stepped forward.

Her mouth dropped open in utter shock as she wondered who the stranger in the mirror was, about to scream when she heard Cain speak from behind her.

"You can will for your face to return!" he informed her, watching as she instantly did as he said with every ounce of her power, breathing out a breath of relief as she saw her face return, even as she realized with wonder that such a thing could only have been done by a witch.

Violet was just about to ask if the witch was still in the mansion when she heard Cain continue speaking in a tone that sounded more like he was giving instructions.

"You will wish for your real face to disappear when you’re speaking or in the presence of anyone but me. If you fail to do this... I can assure you that you will hate the punishment you receive!"

Violet was taken aback as she heard him continue to speak. "You will do everything I tell you! If I have to repeat myself, you will be punished!"

"If you displease me, you will be punished!"

"Are you for—" But she was still speaking when she suddenly felt the aura around Cain change—one that felt like she was speaking more to a beast than an actual human.

"If you displease me, you will be punished!" he repeated himself, which made Violet immediately step back, especially when it became clear that Cain wasn’t playing around.

"Get in the tub!"

Violet only hesitated for a moment before she instantly did as she was ordered, ignoring how totally naked she had to be before she slowly got into the warm water.

Waiting for Cain to finally leave, only to watch him from the corner of her eye pick up a bottle of shampoo—one he used as he slowly began to lather her hair to her complete and utter surprise.

"Once I’m done... I’ll wash your body too!" But Violet didn’t wait for him to finish before she grabbed the soap and began to wash herself.

She could lie and pretend like she was completely unaffected by his presence and the way he looked at her, but deep down she knew that just the graze of his fingers against her scalp made her feel things she had no business feeling.

He put you in chains! Chains, Violet! she mentally chanted in her head, doing her best to convince herself that regardless of whatever he did or was trying to do, she had to stay away from him.

Her full attention was still on washing the grime off her skin when she heard him speak words that made her pause.

"Why did you run?" he asked her, and as much as Violet wanted to tell him that he was a murderer who didn’t care about human lives and could kill depending on his mood, she was sure it was one of the things that would displease him.

"You’re a lord and a werewolf! I’m a witch... In what world could we ever be together?" she told him, wanting to say more, only to hesitate as she felt his hands in her hair grip the root of her hair tighter than before—just before he completely let go.

"Hmmm! Apart from your eyes, nothing makes you different from an ordinary human!" Violet clearly heard the threat in his words, even as he rinsed the soap out of her hair and picked up a towel to dry it.

"...It’s not like you’ll be moving around much, so you won’t really need it!" he continued, even as Violet felt what she could only refer to as fear as she washed the water off her body the moment she realized that he was done with her hair.

Wanting to get out of the tub and distance herself from him as much as possible, a subtle sense of horror descended upon her.

Even after they got back to the main room, Violet didn’t dare speak as she watched Cain head to the door where her previous room was before heading out with a piece of cloth that couldn’t be called clothes—complete with a set of underwear.

"Change!" he ordered, handing the clothes over to her, even as Violet took them from him, turning her back to him as she went ahead to change into the most flimsy nightgown she had ever seen—especially since it was so transparent she might as well have been naked.

All Violet wanted to do was get back to bed, and she quickly made it known, ignoring the jiggling of the chains as she moved and climbed onto the bed, not surprised to see that the sheets had been changed in the timeframe it took for her to take her bath.

"I-I’m tired! I’d like to—" she began to say, only for the rest of the words she was about to say to become stuck in her throat as she watched Cain slowly unbutton his shirt and take it off—right before he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and took them off to reveal a body that Violet couldn’t help but...

Instantly lowering her gaze before she could stare at him, even as her heart began to pound in her chest again as she tried to convince herself. If I please him... He won’t hurt me! she thought to herself, realizing that at that moment, what she needed to do was get on his good side.

Squeezing the sheets beside her, Violet raised her gaze, her breath hitching as she met Cain’s own as he moved closer to the bed.

Fine! I-I guess I’ll sleep with you just once! she thought, even as her eyes slowly wandered to the muscles of his chest, which seemed to look even more defined than the last time she had seen him without clothes.

As much as she didn’t want to get closer to Cain, she couldn’t deny the attraction she felt every time he got closer to her without any clothes on.

She was still waiting for him to come closer, raising her head with her lips lightly pursed to be kissed and her eyes fluttering closed when she unexpectedly felt Cain roll to the other side of the bed—completely evading her without so much as using a finger to touch her.

Her eyes widened a bit as she watched him lie down to go to sleep.

Good! she thought to herself as she also lay down to sleep, only to be assailed by all the memories of all the things they had previously done on an identical bed—and for all she knew, it could be the same room.

Her heart thumped loudly as she tried to get it under control when she suddenly heard Cain speak from behind her. "If you want me to kiss you, all you have to do is beg!" he said in a deep, hoarse tone that made her jerk back to look at him—only to see a sly look on his face as he rested on his arm, his body turned towards her.