Colorful_madness

#Rated 18-Mature Themes

Violet’s life was never her own—her father’s crushing debt made sure of that. But when the debt collector kidnaps her as payment, she takes a desperate deal: become a servant and spy on the mysterious and tyrannical Lord Cain, the ruler of her Werewolf district.
There’s just one catch: Lord Cain only permits male servants in his house.

Disguised as a boy, Violet cuts her hair, flattens her chest, and dons a voice-altering band to pull off the deception. Everything goes according to plan—until Cain, a man known for his cold personality starts to take a peculiar interest in her.

Violet’s disguise becomes a prison as she battles her own growing attraction to him. But this is no love story. Cain’s obsession to her is dangerous. Beneath his icy gaze lies a mind fractured by years of affliction by a curse.

A curse made by Violet's biological mother: A powerful witch.
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"TAKE IT OFF!"

Violet’s knees nearly buckled at the thunderous command, her chest tightening with panic. The raw anger in Cain’s voice was as sharp as a blade.

"My lord! I-I’m a man!" she stammered, gripping her shirt tightly, her fingers trembling as they clung to the fabric.

"I don't like other men!" she cried, a desperate plea in her voice since the second she took her shirt off and he discovered that she was a woman was the moment she died. Painfully.

Cain’s glare was unyielding, his voice dropping into a growl. "Don’t insult me, You think I do. You kissed me!"

Her breath hitched as he stepped closer, his presence suffocating. "If you don’t take it off," he said, his tone low and dangerous, "I’ll rip it off myself."

Violet’s mind raced, panic threatening to overwhelm her. She couldn’t let him find out—he’d kill her. Painfully.
Glancing away to avoid his gaze when she caught the undeniable bulge in his trousers. Heat flushed her face, her thoughts spinning in desperation at the only idea she could think of to make him back off.

'This has to work. It has to…’

Mated to the Mad Lord

Her eyes widened in surprise as she processed the words that had just been spoken to her. Her gaze focused on Cain, who continued to look at her, waiting for a response—one that she seemed unable to give.

Her first reaction was to instantly lie and shake her head, denying what he was trying to imply, only to realize that such a response would in no way benefit her.

The chain around her ankle was a reminder that even the other servants in the mansion had more freedom than she did. Lowering her gaze to the sheets, her cheeks bloomed red as she began to speak.

"Ple-please?" she asked, raising her head back up to show her earnestness, hoping it would soften Cain's otherwise hardened heart, only to be taken aback when she got the opposite reaction of what she had been hoping to see.

Cain's expression darkened as he sat on the bed, sliding closer to where she sat. Her heart raced loud enough for her to hear it in her throat as she heard him speak.

Desire {+18}