𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄 | 𝐃.𝐌

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ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ꜱᴘᴏᴛɪꜰʏ ᴘʟᴀʏʟɪꜱᴛ
ʙʏ ᴋɪʀꜱxᴛʏ. ʟɪɴᴋ ɪꜱ ɪɴ ʙɪᴏ.
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A Favour For Lucius
P A R T O N E
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Vienna woke up to the dark light of the morning coming in through the sheer curtains. She could tell fog illuminated in the atmosphere outside by the gloom of the light entering the Draco's room. Vienna thought it would be strange to see such a dark and eerie place with sun shining on it.

The Manor radiated evil.

If it wasn't for Draco's presence beside her, she thought she'd prefer to sleep in her own home with her father, than stay here alone.

The secrets this manor held and Vienna slept in it with comfort. It was a strange, terrifying feeling.

When Draco awoke he kissed Vienna all over then told her they should get dressed and go downstairs. It was clear he didn't want to but he was also scared of Vienna making a bad impression. He simply wanted this weekend over and done with.

They dressed and began the walk downstairs. A long walk to the kitchens and passed many rooms filled with men either discussing in some meeting or laughing and playing pool, drinking.

"Mr Malfoy said he wants you both in the games room after you've finished eating." a short man greeted, dressed in butler attire, as soon as they walked into the large kitchen.

"Fucks sake," Draco sighed as he sat down on one of the kitchen stools. His head found the palm of his hand.

The short man made his way to the sink as though he wasn't expecting a response from Draco. Like he knew to keep his head down when it came to his temper.

"What?" Vienna asked Draco as she sat beside him. Two plates of pancakes and syrup in front of them.

"The games room isn't what you think it is," Draco told her. Irritation covered his words.

She could tell Draco was worked up about this. It made her wonder if she should be too, but there's nothing Vienna hasn't already yet experienced. There was a voice in her head repeating the words, what's the worse that could happen? There gets to a point when someone who has spent their life being scared when fear no longer exists.

𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁

The games room wasn't what it sounded like. It looked more like a torture dungeon than a games room. Vienna, for some foolish reason, was expecting to play a game of chess or something like that. But was she very wrong.

She looked up at Draco, the shock written all over her face. Draco had told her about the games room but Vienna didn't take his words seriously enough. He had a look of I told you so, but his hand found hers, protectively.

Lucius suddenly appeared from a large door. It looked like a cell door, with a large lock and metal detailing.

"Finally," Lucius opened the door wider, "you've been keeping my guest waiting."

Guest? Vienna found herself questioning.

"Father," Draco spoke, his words cold, "what is this?"