[Main HP Comprehensive British-American] Lolita

Perhaps water is older than light, diamonds shatter in hot sheep's blood, cold fire erupts from mountaintops, forests appear in the middle of the sea, perhaps the shadow of a hand on the back of the crab caught, perhaps, a knotted one The rope can imprison the wind.

Victoria took off the last piece of clothing on her body, and the white silk slipped down at her feet, forming a circle and surrounding the girl.

Voldemort still didn't move, he was sitting in a chair, even holding a heavy-bottomed glass full of whiskey in his left hand. All his robes were thrown on the ground, and the shirt he was wearing was unbuttoned several times, revealing his strong chest.

Victoria stepped forward, sat naked on his lap, removed his wine glass, still full of liquid, and threw it directly on the carpet.

The man resisted a little when she grabbed the glass, the whisky spilled on his shirt and chest, and Victoria dropped the glass neatly while licking the whisky on his chest with her tongue.

Her tongue started from her chest, and the warm, soft touch extended upwards, to the man's slender neck, and then to the earlobe: "I want me." The girl whispered.

Then she grabbed the man's hand and put it in her private place, she manipulated his hand and began to rub it lightly. Voldemort chuckled softly, increased the strength of his hand, and kissed her neck, which was leaning back slightly in pleasure.

"Want me." The girl gasped.

Voldemort reached his finger into the girl's damp garden and said in her ear, "A finger."

Then another one was added: "Second one."

Victoria felt that she had never craved anything so much. There seemed to be a sea in her body, the tide was rising and falling, sometimes it was turbulent water, and then it seemed like there was only an empty beach.

At this point Voldemort tucked in a third finger.

"Too many," she whispered pleadingly.

Voldemort gave her a reassuring kiss, shoved her across to the bed not far away, and rolled over against her.

"The big game has just begun," he said.

Victoria felt the pain clearly as the man entered. She scratched the man's tight back with her fingernails, leaving red scars. The red marks are very bright, like the whipping of the ascetic monk to punish all injustice and sin.

Voldemort stopped when he saw Victoria's brows frowning in pain, and he kissed her between her brows. "This is my mark on you, Victoria."

"I was marked by you." The girl seemed to cry.

"You were marked by me," Voldemort repeated.

"I want more," Victoria wrapped her legs unconsciously around his waist, "give me more."

It was late at night when Victoria returned to Stark Manor. She was not quite sure if her father was home tonight, but she was no longer afraid of his punishment.

Just as she successfully got out of the fireplace and quietly wanted to go back to her room through the corridor, a voice sounded behind her: "Victoria? I thought you were still in the study."

Father.

Victoria subconsciously stroked the hair on the left side to make sure it covered the hickey on her neck. "I'm a little sleepy and want to sleep."

"Don't keep running around the house like a thief," Joshua said with some disgust.

"I see." She admitted her mistake with the same good attitude as before.

Joshua turned to leave, and then, as if remembering something, began to look at her with an unusually harsh and meticulous gaze.

Victoria's heart tightened, and she tried to keep her composure, "Is there anything else, father?"

"I've invited Tom to dinner the day after tomorrow," he said slowly, still not taking back his snake-like eyes. "You're going too."

"But you never let me appear in front of your friends before," she added viciously if you had friends.

"You don't need to know everything, Victoria, the only thing you have to do is obey," Joshua said impatiently, finally withdrawing his creepy stare.

"I see, I'm off to rest, good night, father," Victoria said quickly, almost trotting into her room.

She leaned against the closed door, gasping for breath, thinking almost in confusion. Father found out? No, if he found out about her relationship with Tom, the only reaction would be anger because she violated the rules of obedience. But what was the father's intention? Is he testing?

Then she suddenly remembered what Joshua said just now, "I thought you were still in the study."

She didn't come back at that time, and the only person who could be seen by her father in the study was - Lucy!

Victoria put her ear to the crack of the door, listened carefully to the sound in the corridor, made sure that no one was there, and then quickly ran to the direction of the study.

A girl with the exact same face as her was reading the book in front of her almost frantically. This is what Victoria saw through the crack of the door, and then she pushed open the door angrily: "Lucy!"

The girl shivered in fright. Victoria pulled out her wand and chanted the Dominant Charm. The girl's face began to change, her facial features gradually became dull, and her smooth blonde hair turned into dark brown and messy short hair.

"What did I say, if I don't come back on time, you have to go back to the bedroom at the time I usually go to sleep." Victoria said condescendingly, looking at Lucy who was kneeling on the ground.

"I'm sorry, miss, I forgot." Lucy pleaded for herself, matching her unbeautiful face, with a funny and pitiful feeling.

"So, what are you doing?" Victoria asked.

"I'm just, just curious, miss, you know I'm a Squib," Lucy almost begged. "I can't learn anything from watching it."

Maybe it was so many years of punishment and torture that Victoria had long forgotten her hatred for Lucy. Maybe it was the girl lying on the carpet who was pleased with her tears and snot, maybe it was... She was in a good mood today and couldn't be overwhelmed by anything. Infuriated, Victoria chose not to pursue her further.

"Forget it, let me find out later," she thought for a while, then offered a punishment she thought was very funny, "I'll feed you a love potion mixed with dog hair."

After she finished speaking, she remembered that Lucy probably didn't know what a love potion was, and suddenly felt bored, turned around to leave, looked back at Lucy who was still lying on the ground, "Get up, you are like a dog now. "

"Yes, miss." She heard Lucy answer vaguely.

Victoria dreamed of a woman named "Karen" again this night, this time it had nothing to do with Joshua, Karen just smiled, stroked her face, and said to her, "My baby, you will always have My best wishes, you will live a happy and happy life."

When she woke up the next day, she forgot the dream again, leaving only very vague memories.

After breakfast, she saw Miss Penelope, whom she had not seen for a long time, although it had only been a night for him. The red-haired woman in front of her was the reason for her to return to the manor. She had to settle the innocent governess first, so that she could not be implicated in her unexplained disappearance.

"I had a dream, and it's been more than a month in the dream." She smiled and said, holding Miss Penelope's arm, and her hand casually skipped the dewy flowers.

"Is that a sweet dream?"

"Of course!" she answered loudly, turning around and plucking a white rose and carefully inserting it in her hair. "It's the best dream I've ever had."

"Then hope it never breaks," said Miss Penelope softly.

The author has something to say: it's a miracle I was able to update this week after being so busy. .

Regarding meat, I personally think that the pre-drama is more sexual than the real one, so I rewrote the pre-drama.

Regarding "marking", I think Lauder has always had the habit of labeling his own items, so at this time he already felt that Victoria was his collection, and Victoria was currently content with the happiness that she belonged to this person, because she Never loved, very easy to satisfy.

When she's a little older and realizes that equality is the key to love, their biggest conflict will come.