In the blink of an eye, Dracula aggressively gripped Lilith's hands, which she had spread out like wings.
He seized her hands and pushed her to the wall in the hallway, staring at her coldly.
Dracula's golden eyes were now ink-dark, with veins visible at the sides. They were lethal and gloomy as if his eyes had no life at all.
"I have told you…" he roared with grunted teeth as his chest rose and fell. "Leave my mansion while I'm being nice." He groaned.
Lilith forced down her saliva and her saliva went down her throat, which became evident as her throat moved up and down.
"Are you mad at me?" Lilith went on to answer.
Although his eyes gave her a chill that made her uneasy, Lilith still couldn't deny the fact that his eyes didn't scare her.
Instead of being terrified of him, she finds herself concerned about him.
