[Comprehensive] She has an affair with the villain

Even the best-laid plans go bust. Sometimes the light is dazzling it's all you see. Other times, dark clouds devour you, and it seems skies will never clear. But when the sun beams while the rain falls, it brings a bitter sweet rain bow. Just when you think you'redangoffintothesu,alightningboltmaystrikeyoudown.

Even the best plans sometimes go bankrupt.Sometimes the light is so bright that you don't notice everything else.At other times, dark clouds hang over your mind, as if the sky will never be clear again.But when the sun shines on the rain and fog, it can create a bittersweet rainbow.Just when you think you can dance happily in the sunset, a bolt of lightning may fall from the sky and knock you down.

When Vesper left Professor Hannibal Lecter's office, several hours had passed, and she even felt that her legs were a little weak.

Of course Hannibal asked to take her home, but Vespa had no choice but to refuse, because she had to attend an organic chemistry class, which also happened to be one of the pre-med classes.

Hannibal Lecter, the bloody old man, was really good at giving her trouble.

She was about to open the door and leave when Hannibal suddenly closed the door again.

His tall and slender body was almost close to her, his voice was low and dangerous, "Stay away from those idiots, you know?"

Vespa snorted, and pushed him away dissatisfied, "Don't always threaten me, do you think I'm frivolous and dissolute?"

Hannibal inserted his fingers into the hair at the back of her head, and lowered his head to press a kiss on the girl's lips, "You've been seducing me almost every second, it's really reassuring."

Vespa opened his mouth and bit his beautiful lower lip, "Hmph, I think you've been abusive recently, probably because I haven't been angry with you for too long."

Before the words were finished, Hannibal suddenly clamped her wrists and pressed her against the door, with his back turned so that Vespa couldn't see the other's expression at all.

Hannibal's warm palm inserted into the hair at the back of her head with slight force, forcing her to tilt her head back, and then he leaned into Vespa's ear and whispered, "Fire?"

Before Vespa could reply, the well-dressed professor suddenly slapped her on the buttocks with his other hand, "If your temper is always this bad, I don't mind frequent corporal punishment."

The little girl struggled dissatisfied under his restraint, "If you make me late for organic chemistry class, you won't be able to climb into my bed for a whole year!"

Hannibal would not doubt the truth of this matter, and his little girl's threats were probably the only times when she had real feelings.

But he didn't want to let her go just like that, so Hannibal forced a kiss on the nape of Vespa's neck, even with a bit of biting force, which made her body go limp.

The skin became red and swollen and left bruises, Hannibal looked at the ambiguous red marks in front of him with satisfaction, let go of Vespa, and said again, "I really want to melt you into my body and carry you with me. "

Vespa pushed him away blushing and heartbeating, and ran out of the door. Hell, why are the villains so good at flirting?

Before entering the organic chemistry classroom, Vespa specially went to the bathroom to tidy up her appearance. She had to carefully cover up those hickey marks, otherwise, by tomorrow, the rumors of Johns Hopkins University might become that she and Professor Hannibal Lecter having an affair in the office.

...that seems to be the case?

Who would have thought that the seemingly decent and decent medical professor would be so dissolute, it was simply insane.

Forget it, she doesn't have time to think about that intemperate man right now, the most important thing right now is her pre-med class.

Once again entering the crowded auditorium, Vespa had a headache. Are all American teenagers trying to become doctors?

But fortunately, she didn't arrive too late for this class, at least there were still a few seats in the first few rows.

When she just sat down, she saw a professor who looked over 60 years old enter the classroom. At the same time, he was accompanied by a young teaching assistant.

And this young Vespa was barely familiar, Francis Dollard, whom she had met a few times.

It is normal for doctoral students to serve as university teaching assistants. Vespa did not pay too much attention, and turned her attention to the textbooks. In fact, these courses are simple for her, and there is no difficulty.

She has the memory of working as a pathologist in Gotham in her mind. You must know that her identity at the time was set as a genius medical scientist.

Unlike the tense and focused class process when Hannibal was acting as an acting professor, this class ended in a very relaxed atmosphere.

Of course, Vespa also heard several girls talking about the handsome teaching assistant. Although he has a small flaw on his face, it doesn't affect his charm.

What Vespa didn't know was how obsessively and hopelessly that handsome teaching assistant used to stare at her when she cast her eyes on the old professor on the lecture hall.

Frances Dollard looked at the gorgeous little beauty, so charming that it was as if everything in the world had gone dark and she was the only one shining.

He had firmly remembered the city of Baltimore that she had mentioned in the conversation with that damned Hannibal Lecter since the first meeting more than ten years ago.

For this reason, he left his hometown and came to study at Johns Hopkins University. She had no idea how many times he had hidden in the dark to admire her charming figure.

But why didn't she cast a glance at him, she didn't know her obsession?Or does she not care?

This guess made him ignite tyrannical anger instantly. Francis was upset and felt that the red dragon tattoo on his back was faintly burning.

He witnessed the little beauty leaving the auditorium with the crowd, and he could hardly bear the longing in his heart. He was out of control, as if his will and personality had been taken over by the violent red dragon. He just wanted to open his arms and let himself and the red dragon become one.

Francis thought of Hannibal's contemptuous threats to him in the hospital, and his anger grew, but his thoughts became clearer.

The tall man followed behind Vespa expressionlessly, and in the pocket of his black trousers, there was a shot of anesthetic. Next, he only needed to follow this charming girl, and then inject this lovely anesthetic Inject into her vein, and you're done.

This is not too difficult a thing.

He followed Vespa calmly, and the girl was probably going to Hannibal Lecter's office again.

On the road leading to Lecter's office in the old medical school, there happened to be an almost deserted office area, which was usually neglected by people, even if Vespa briefly called for help, it would not attract any attention.

In fact, she would never have the chance to call for help. What he brought was an acute intravenous anesthetic.

What's more interesting is that in this deserted teaching area, there is even a secret door leading to the black area outside the school. It used to be a fire exit left in the early days of the school. At this time, it became a godsend opportunity for him, didn't it?

The thought that he was at very close range to Hannibal Lecter, taking away his incomparable little girl, gave Francis extra satisfaction.

That hypocritical Lecter actually tried to snatch his angel away. He will become one with the red dragon and devour all those who want to be his enemies.

And Vespa was looking at an elegant building complex not far away, in which Hannibal's office was located.

However, the deserted teaching area she was in at this time was really desolate, and in the warm weather of September, it showed a sense of depression.

Vespa felt an inexplicable chill, and then, was suddenly pushed by a sudden force behind her to a dark and abandoned building. She was forced to lean against the dilapidated and mottled wall, and her arms were clamped and twisted by the other party. Behind him, Vespa was about to call for help, when he suddenly felt a slight tingling pain in the elbow vein of his arm, followed by a coolness.

Her eyes went dark, as if all her strength had been taken away, she lost all consciousness in a dazed state.

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When Vespa woke up again, he only felt a splitting headache.

The light in front of her eyes was dim, and there was even a slight sense of shaking. Vespa could smell the salty smell of sea water, and there was a specially treated glass floor under her feet, from which some light shone through, barely allowing her to see. Clear all around.

There was extremely turbulent sea water under the glass floor tiles, and she thought she was on a private ship at sea at this time.

"Honey, you finally woke up. Sorry, the anesthetic may make you feel a little uncomfortable, but don't worry, headache and drowsiness are normal reactions." The man was hidden in the dark, although his pronunciation was slightly unclear, but his voice The tone is very gentle, with a demagogic meaning.

Vespa frowned, "Francis Dollard?"

"I'm honored that you still remember my name." He stepped out of the darkness like a decent gentleman, tall and thin.

Vespa was not tied to her wrists or restricted her behavior. She sat on a soft chair and rubbed her drowsy and painful forehead, "Why kidnap me? We even only met a few times."

Francis squatted down in front of Vespa, his hand stretched out, as if he wanted to touch her, but he hesitated to withdraw it, as if the little girl in front of him was a crystal doll that was too expensive, and he was afraid of breaking her every bit.

How contradictory, not long ago he even ruthlessly pushed her against the dilapidated wall and injected an obviously excessive dose of anesthetic.

On Francis's handsome face, there was an indescribable expression, excited and dead, which seemed strange, but added a dark charm.

But he finally reached out to touch her, and Francis gently helped her smooth the broken hair on her cheeks behind her ears.

Vespa didn't want to provoke him, she noticed that Francis seemed to be holding a film video tape in his hand, and he covered it with the other hand, as if it was a small life struggling to escape from his grasp, "Francis, you What do you want me to see?"

There was no superfluous expression on his face, and he casually walked to the left side of Vespa. With a "pop", his eyes suddenly became much brighter. It was the warm light from a film projector.

Francis put the film and video tape in his hand into the projector, and the bright empty screen began to flash.

Francis gazed at his little beauty with twisted, dark admiration.

And Vespa is slightly frowning and looking at the projector screen in front of him. All the contents of this roll of film and video tape are all her photos, even from a little girl who is only a few years old, and gradually grows into a young girl at this time. .

Judging from the number of photos, there were not many when she was five to seven years old. At that time, Frances Dollard was still a high school student, so naturally she did not have many opportunities to go to Baltimore, but when she was eight years old, The man who was ten years older than her had probably already enrolled in Johns Hopkins University, and the number of photos had obviously increased since then.

Francis' heartbeat became weak and rapid. This was an image he had engraved in his heart long ago, and it had become one with his life. He carried a violent possessive desire, but yearned for love and honor. How much he wished for his little beauty Accept his love for many years, and throw herself into his arms in the next second.

He was manic and anxious, and the tattoo behind him was faintly hot again.

He recalled his interesting experience when he was 11 years old. He caught pets, carefully, and observed their reactions. They were so tame, just like Vespa was so cute when he smoothed his hair.

It was easy for him to strike every time, and the police never connected him with the small blood drop on the garage floor.

Francis even remembered the summer vacation when he was 17 years old. He hid in the dark and saw the scene where Vesper was held in Lecter's arms. They looked so beautiful and eye-catching, but he was an ugly one with facial defects. stuff.

No one knows how hard he worked to save enough, the money needed for facial birth defect plastic surgery, those surgeons did a Z-shaped plastic surgery on his nose, removed part of the ear cartilage to extend the bridge of the nose, and then used a wonderful Ah His upper lip was sutured with Beipi film technology, and the operation was performed in the demonstration hall, which attracted a large number of doctors who studied and observed.

The doctors were satisfied with the results of the operation. Dollard hated looking in the mirror, but he tried to force himself to get used to it, because he wanted to put on the most charming smile in front of the little girl he had been fascinated for a long time, even though there was still a bruise on his lips. A cleft lip scar that cannot be healed.

Then he remembered that he followed 16-year-old Vespa to the art center to see the art exhibition. On that day, he saw the painting of William Blake, and he was instantly attracted.

——It is the pair of "The Red Dragon and the Woman Covered with Sunshine".

The red dragon is a symbol of Satan in Christian culture and has become a symbol of power.

Few demonic images in Western art can radiate the nightmarish power of sex like this painting. On that night, he dreamed that he was transformed into a red dragon and cruelly invaded the beautiful Vespa. , her panting and moaning, still ringing in his ears.

He thought that he had already suffered from obstructive psychological impotence due to the experience of being abused in his childhood, but that night he knew that when facing this girl, he was full of nightmarish sexual power like a red dragon.

The next day, he drew a sketch of a red dragon with his own hands and asked the tattoo artist to tattoo him on his back.

A body-length mirror hangs on his loft wall, next to the barbell.

It was the only hanging mirror in the whole house, and in it he could admire his physique to the fullest, scrutinizing himself as he flexed his muscles.

Francis may look thin, but when his shirt is off, those attractive muscles make him stand out in a bodybuilding competition.

But he didn't want to show it, he just wanted Vespa to see him transform into such a powerful one for her.

Vespa suddenly saw him unbuttoning his shirt, which surprised her a little, and honestly, he didn't look like a rapist.

In fact, she was not wrong, because Francis did not touch her after taking off his shirt.

He looked strong and powerful, with extremely attractive muscles.

Francis Dollard turned around with outstretched arms.

When Vespa saw the sexy red dragon tattoo on Francis's muscular body that almost spread all over his back, his heart beat violently a few times.

Damn it, Francis Dollard turned out to be a red dragon?

Why didn't she read the novel, or at least watch the movie, otherwise she wouldn't have been ignorant for so many years.

Vespa silently slandered, this incident tells us that only by reading more books can we save our lives.

Francis turned and walked towards her, every step seemed to step on her heart, Vespa almost wanted to rush out the door.

But with physical strength, she obviously couldn't defeat a tall and strong adult man.

As if he couldn't bear the temptation, Francis Dollard touched the girl's arm. Her body was so soft, just like he had felt in his dream. Just such a slight touch made him feel hot all over.

Vespa was held in his arms, his palm pressed against her slender and soft waist, moving down the curve of her back, and Vespa felt that his whole body was as hard as the railing of an oak staircase .

Vespa struggled to avoid his palm, Francis did not get angry because of this, but as if awakened, he withdrew his hand from her body, and even apologized politely, like a decent gentleman.

Vespa tried to breathe lightly, and heard Francis' vague voice, his eyes fixed on the red marks on Vespa's neck, "Hannibal Lecter violated you so despicably?"

Vespa frowned, "Hannibal is my lover, I'm over 16 years old, it's legal."

"No, he's just a hypocrite who seduces minors," Francis clasped her shoulders tightly with his strong hands, his voice was calm and low, as if telling some truth, "and you belong to me."

Vespa was about to speak when she suddenly heard a crash from outside the cabin, and her eyes lit up instantly.

She knew it must be her omnipotent Mr. Hannibal Lecter.

There were even sounds of helicopters and sirens outside the cabin, but the solid cabin door seemed to be difficult to open.

Francis lowered his gaze, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I will not give you to anyone."

Francis saw Vespa looking in the direction of the impact, and he suddenly remembered the scene when he was a teenager, beaten up by the boy who was a few years older than him in the step family, and the boy named Ned dragged him Ned slammed his hair against the mirror, and after a few hits, the large mirror was shattered and covered in blood. After an unknown amount of time, Ned let go of his hand after finally venting his anger, and threw him there and walked away.

Francis' face was wet with blood, and his eyes were tearing from the pain, but he didn't cry.

But at this moment, seeing Vesper's undisguised dependence and love for Hannibal, he felt sore eyes.

He was crazy about destroying something, why did she break his heart?

What else does he have?Yes, yes, he still has the Red Dragon. Since this girl dared to hurt his sincerity, she should be prepared to sacrifice for the Red Dragon.

No, no, he couldn't do that, Vespa was so young, she was just being tricked by Hannibal Lecter.

Stop kidding yourself!

He is a cowardly ugly guy!Who do you think would really take a fancy to him?Could it be that he was expected to feel some kind of admiration from this stunningly beautiful girl?He should be like a red dragon, devouring this girl who made him sad and angry.

Francis inserted his slender fingers into Vespa's long, smooth hair, and then took out a tube of injection from his trousers pocket.

His voice became more gentle, "Don't be afraid, I won't swallow you alive like the red dragon, I will always be with you."

Vespa struggled in vain, the needle was firmly in her vein and the injection was advancing.

Francis picked up the unconscious girl and stepped on a button next to the glass floor tiles. With his movements, the hard glass slowly moved away, revealing the turbulent Atlantic Ocean.

The corners of Francis' mouth slowly curled up, "I'd rather be swallowed by fish and shrimp with you than return you to Hannibal Lecter."

With a satisfied expression on his face, before jumping into the Atlantic Ocean, he was smiling happily, "I really like this ending."