[Comprehensive] She has an affair with the villain

lightofmylife,fireofmyloins.Mysin,mysoul My light of life, my fire of desire, my sin, my soul At night, the room is lit with cold and ambiguous lights, Vespa is firmly suppressed by him, The pale face looked flustered, even with some fear.

And her hands were pressed hard on top of her head by Hannibal. This posture forced her to fully open her body, and her soft and seductive curves were almost close to him.

After Hannibal Lecter shed that false gentlemanly disguise, she hardly dared to look directly at him with his frightening destructive desire and sharpness.

"Speak." Hannibal lowered his voice, like some kind of smart cold-blooded animal, and his tone even contained some sarcasm, "Vespa Linde, can you really bear my response?"

Vespa stared blankly at his thin lips, trying to change this insecure posture, but was held down by Hannibal with one hand and his two wrists overlapped together, while his other hand He actually grabbed the skirt of her chest, exerted a little force, and almost lifted her body quite a bit, "Answer me! Vespa Linde!"

She has almost never seen Hannibal revealing his dark side in front of her. In fact, Hannibal Lecter has almost acted as a perfect friendly and omnipotent caregiver during the 12 years of companionship. It even made her almost forget that this is the most frightening and frightening perverted murderer in the history of American movies.

He is an out-and-out antisocial personality patient, highly aggressive, lacking in shame, amoral, self-centered, full of hostility and severe violent tendencies.

Gasping for breath, Vespa felt his hands move away from the lapel, move upward forcefully, and then grabbed her neck, forcing her to look up at him.

"Look at you," Hannibal's voice was like silk slipping from a cello, "You have grown up so attractive, seducing me with frivolous words and actions, but when it comes to this time, you are ready to keep your mouth shut innocently , as if I was the old man who was mean, vulgar, shameless, and had dirty thoughts about the little girl he raised with his own hands."

Vespa seemed to be frightened by him. She bit her lips tightly and sobbed aggrievedly, "You know my admiration and admiration, how can you say such a thing?"

"Admiration and admiration?" Hannibal slightly raised the corners of his mouth, the dent on his face showed extreme malice, "Your admiration and admiration is that your little face turns pale with fright at this time, as if you are being tortured?"

He got closer and closer, and the dangerous breath almost sprayed on her face. Vespa shrank back in fear, but she was already clinging to her back on the sofa, and there was no way out.

She wanted to hug Hannibal's neck and act coquettishly. Vesper already knew how to get his indulgence with ease, but at this time Hannibal was firmly suppressing her, so easily controlled her, completely immobilized her.

There was mist in her eyes, and she looked distressed, "Don't be like this, sir, I apologize, I shouldn't run out willfully and make you worry."

Hannibal sneered, "Look at your appearance, who can really blame you cruelly, you just played with me in the applause like this? It made me condone your waywardness and rudeness time and time again, until I have no position, I can't wait to be blamed by you Is it a pleasure to step on it?"

Vespa didn't say a word, just sobbed silently at him, his sobs were fragile and beautiful.

That little face was so charming, as if all the beauties in the world were concentrated on her, Hannibal suddenly remembered that when she was five years old, she said in a childlike voice that she would be beautiful when she grew up.

——So why did she grow up so delicate and attractive? Who gave permission for this?

During the few hours when Vespa's willful running out of the car made him worry and frightened, Hannibal's mind flashed every second of this heartless little villain!

When he thought of how he had pampered and loved her for so many years, he almost became annoyed. What exactly did he do?Why was he trampled on by a little girl like this!

Hannibal stared at her, and a strong possessive desire spread almost all over his body. He touched her lips suggestively with his fingers, "Are you proud? Let a man throw away his self-esteem and let you do whatever you want, And what better way to demonstrate your power than to make him hate the idea of ​​being dirty?"

Vespa seemed to be irritated by him, and she said dissatisfiedly, "Don't put all the blame on me! Do you dare to admit what you did to my tennis partner and my chemistry experiment teammate? You allowed those boys to approach Do I take a step?"

He is like a lion who does not allow the same sex to appear on his own territory. In recent years, all the suitors who have the idea of ​​getting close to Vespa, without exception, cannot escape the result of being transferred far away.

Hannibal Lecter is already one of the most representative successful people in Baltimore. The teaching staff of the Quaker Middle School will naturally not refuse his reasonable "small" request. After all, he just doesn't want Vespa to be around him. Surround yourself with crazy suitors.

Seeing the expression on Hannibal's face where the secret was exposed, Vesper sneered and raised his eyebrows, "Why are you accusing me unjustly, my noble and innocent Doctor Lecter?"

Hannibal looked at the beautiful little face under him, and an inexplicable evil fire rushed into his brain. He stroked the girl's rosy lips with his thumb, and smiled at her, "You know? Every time I see those Stupid and frivolous teenagers, like flies around you, you can't wait for them to become the unlucky ones who are sacrificed by the gangsters, after all, these interesting things happen here every day."

Hannibal narrowed his eyes and leaned closer to her, his lips almost touching hers, "You really know what I've done to you?"

"You fell into a nightmare when you were young and woke up crying. I comforted you and fell asleep again."

"Until now, I still remember the cute look you exclaimed when you received your first foal."

"There is also the willful coquettish who is changing teeth for the first time, loses his temper and does not speak."

"When I get angry, I just have a bad temper and throw the things at hand on me."

"Including the first menstrual period, you actually left that piece of blood on the bed in my office, and I even washed it with my own hands."

He raised her up like a brother like a father, but after she grew into a slim young girl, he had such a despicable idea.

His voice was soft, but with a cold murderous intent, "I pampered you with all my energy and only emotions, but those stupid teenagers just use you as a tool to prove their charm, a piece of talk to brag about, Delusion to conquer you with sex, do they have the right to get close to you?"

"But you rejected me! You even said what the hell is the Electra complex!" Vesper lost his temper at him angrily, and then suddenly burst into tears, looking pitifully bewildered.

Hannibal knew she was trying to soften his heart again, but he subconsciously let go of the girl's teary face.

The little girl was still crying, as if she had been greatly wronged.

Hannibal straightened his face, his handsome face looked extraordinarily cold, but his bewitching voice carried some inexplicable persuasive force, "So what were you afraid of just now, if it's not because of this complex, then prove it to me determination."

Vespa will not be easily persuaded and deceived just because of a few words from this old man!

Vespa looked at him viciously, "Why should I prove it? Anyway, according to what you said, you are the one who paid, so of course you should try your best to keep me and prevent me from escaping!"

Hannibal was overwhelmed by the little girl's anger, how did he pamper her to be so willful, evil, and selfish!

"I should have chained you up." Hannibal looked at her with gloomy eyes, and his deep and provocative voice revealed the calm before the storm.

Vespa wanted to shrink back subconsciously. She tried to escape from Hannibal's arms, but she was easily overturned by Hannibal again and fell on the sofa.

Hannibal held her arm high above his head, and then pressed her wrist with one hand. This damn familiar position made Vespa struggle angrily, but he couldn't get rid of the suppression at all.

Hannibal held her chin with the other hand, and squeezed out a gloomy and low voice from his thin lips, "Sometimes I really want to tear you apart, you heartless little bastard."

Vespa was about to refute, but his lips were suddenly blocked by him. His kiss was extremely aggressive, tossing and long, as if it would never end.

This wasn't even like a couple's first kiss in the usual sense. He bit Vespa's lower lip slightly hard, and when the girl was crying out in pain, the tip of his tongue went straight to search for her fragrance.

Vespa panted and tried to escape, but Hannibal invaded deeper, like a seasoned love master.

After an unknown amount of time, he kneaded the girl's soft waist with both hands, and forced himself to stop very hard.

Even though she was over 16, the legal age of sexual intercourse in Maryland; even though Hannibal was her guardian, legally adopted a public law adoption.

That is to say, he is a child welfare institution established by the state, takes in and raises Vespa in accordance with the law, and there is no legal transfer of kinship. Legally, he has no kinship with Vespa.

But he didn't want to treat her frivolously. She should have a more romantic and beautiful date, instead of spending a night in anger and anger.

And the little girl in his arms seemed a little annoyed by his hot kiss at this time, her green eyes were shining, and she accused him nonsense, "Why do you kiss me! Aren't you a gentleman, a well-known psychologist? ? What you are doing now is enough to ruin your reputation!"

She was trying to piss him off by saying shitty things on purpose, that Hannibal was threatening her like that.

The girl's eyes were red, and Hannibal rubbed his fingers against her cheek helplessly, "I don't have a sense of shame or morality, but I'm only worried that you won't be able to bear these consequences."

Vespa was not convinced, she looked at Hannibal and said blankly, "I said I couldn't bear it, so can you really let me go?"

Hannibal was stunned for a moment, and then slowly pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth, looking full of malice, his eyes were filled with a dark breath as if crawling out of hell, "You're right, if today's accident didn't happen , when you really grow up and want to fall in love with some idiot, even if you cry and beg for mercy, I can't give you up."

Vespa subconsciously opened his eyes wide and looked at him, forgetting to shed tears.

Hannibal raised his eyebrows, pinched her chin, stared at the girl's eyes full of tears, and paused every word, "If you dare to escape, you might as well be prepared to be locked up in a madhouse."

"This trivial matter is almost easy for me." His voice was very soft, and because he was too close, the breath in his breath made her tremble.

Vespa looked at him in a daze, and suddenly choked up his sobs and said, looking extremely aggrieved, "You always threaten me, and you don't trust my admiration and love at all."

Hannibal let go of the hand that restrained her, and changed his position, letting the little girl sit on his lap, while he leaned on the back of the sofa, easily taking her into his arms.

Vespa hugged his neck, buried his small face in his shoulder, and choked with aggrieved words, "You clearly know my feelings, you clearly know."

Hannibal looked at the poor little girl in his arms, and with a little force, he held her little face with his palm, forcing Vespa to look directly at him.

His appearance and temperament are so contradictory, evil and elegant, but they are so subtly integrated, which makes people feel frightened and blush at the same time.

Hannibal had a smile on his face, aggravating the dimple-like dent on his cheek, "You're trying to seduce me, and now everything is my problem?"

The girl's face was flushed, and she yelled at him fiercely, "Who told you to bring me back from the orphanage! I didn't beg you, it's your own responsibility!"

Hannibal almost laughed at her, this ruthless little devil!

She's even clinging to him like a koala at this point, but she's saying such irritating shit.

Hannibal Lecter held the little girl's back with his right hand, and picked up an exquisite gift box from the low cabinet in front of the sofa with his left hand.

He whispered maliciously in Vespa's ear, "Since it's all my wishful thinking, why did your first reaction after winning the competition prize be to buy an expensive silk tie for me?"

Vespa followed his gaze to the silver-gray tie in the gift box, from a top luxury brand, which almost used up her chemistry competition prize money.

Vespa cleared his throat. "Who said it was for you? Can't I wear it myself? This tie must look great with my smoking outfit."

In the United States in the 60s, with the awakening of feminist consciousness, YSL boldly created a neutral style, combining the classic design details of men's dresses with the elegant and feminine temperament of women, and designed women's smoking suits that are popular in the West.

"Smoking outfit?" Hannibal smiled gentlemanly and elegantly, leaning close to her ear, and paused every word, "I think there may be a more suitable use for this tie—"

Vespa suddenly felt a tightness in his wrist.

Hannibal had a decent smile on the corner of his mouth, but he looked like an evil snake in the Garden of Eden——

"You are self-willed and arrogant. As a guardian, I am afraid that I will be responsible for...discipline."