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Something like fear charged through Vienna's veins as she stared directly at Wren and Casper. The investigators who were so close to correctly accusing Vienna of murdering Cedric. Who forced Vienna to strip and have her bruises photographed. Even their smiles made her uncomfortable.
Since the last time Vienna has seen them she has killed another person and so has Draco. Vienna thought she had gotten rid of them for good. Made up a believable lie — William killed Cedric and then himself.
Was her lie not good enough?
And Draco, who killed Jaden the same night as Vienna killed that girl.
Did they know, somehow?
Did Draco not get rid of the bodies well enough?
While Vienna was going through every possibility in her mind, she hadn't realized the two investigators now stood in front of her.
"Vienna, nice to see you again," Casper smiled, "but it's you, Mr Malfoy we are here to see."
"Why?" Draco questioned at Vienna's side, his hand gripped Vienna's like he knew she was panicking about this situation. His touch alone calmed her.
"We just have one question for you," Casper told him.
"Do you know this girl?" Wren said as Casper held up a photo of a blonde girl. Shit. The girl who Draco was dancing with and the girl who Vienna killed.
"I don't know her but I've spoken to her," Draco replied with a dangerous amount of calm but enough that they believed him. Draco's grip tightened around Vienna's hand as he said, "why?"
"Her name is Jodie Miller," Wren said as sweat fell down Vienna's neck, "she has been missing since new year's. We have questioned a few people who attended the party — friends of Jodie and they all said they last saw her with you, Mr Malfoy."
"Yeah, I spoke to her for a few minutes, I was drunk and can't remember what we spoke about but I know that when I left to go find Vienna, she walked out of the front door, probably went home as it was late," Draco said and Vienna was surprised with how quickly Draco came up with the excuse.
Vienna wasn't sure why she was so nervous. She knew Draco would never tell them it was her who broke Jodie's neck out of jealousy.
"And did she tell you that was where she was going?" Casper asked.
"I thought you only had one question?" Draco snapped.
"We did." Wren blinked as he spoke, "we also want to find Jodie."
"Well, she isn't here." Draco snapped back.
"No she is not but when we heard a Malfoy was involved in the case—" Wren seemed to stop himself and then smiled, "well, the Malfoy family hasn't had the best past when it comes to crimes and missing people—"
Vienna looked up at Draco at the mention of his family. Draco's jaw was clenched tightly together as he eyed the two men in front of them.
"My family hasn't got anything to do with this case. I spoke with Jodie for a few minutes while I was drunk. Not even long enough to know her name," the anger was clear in Draco's voice as he spoke, "I don't know where she is and nor do I care. So take your questioning somewhere much more useful and stop accusing the. . .rumoured criminals."
Draco gripped Vienna's hand and walked her away with him, past the investigators.
"If you hear anything, be sure to let us know," one of them said, their voices echoing in the empty hallway as Vienna and Draco walked away.
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Draco and Vienna walk fast in step, hand in hand and Draco a few steps in front of Vienna as he loosens his tie. Vienna could tell he was beyond angry, not only about Vienna almost getting caught but about his family being mentioned. Maybe Vienna should have stayed quiet but her curiosity got the best of her.
"What did you mean by rumoured criminals?" Vienna asked him as they walked.
He let out a laugh although all the rage slipped from his mouth as the breathless laugh escaped, "I'm sure you've heard the rumours."
"What rumours?" Vienna remained calm.
"Don't you think I know what Victoria told you that day in London?" Draco stopped, loosened his grip on Vienna's hand and turned around causing Vienna to stop in her step abruptly. The conversation Vienna had with Victoria that day in London—while dress shopping replayed in Vienna's mind.
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F L A S H B A C K
"Yeah, they used to come here a lot but not so much now that Narcissa no longer needs Dresses" Victoria explained.
"Oh, how come?" Vienna questioned curiously.
"She passed a few years ago," Victoria said. A little bit of sadness in her voice.
"Oh, I didn't know" Vienna answered truthfully and very surprised Draco had never mentioned it.
"How did she die?" Vienna was hesitant to ask but asked anyway.
"They said she fell down the stairs in their manor and died of her injuries," Victoria said but the way she spoke sounded as though that was an excuse and one she didn't believe.
"You don't think that's what happened?" Vienna questioned.
"All I'm going to say is be careful of Lucius Malfoy. Just be careful. Even Draco." Victoria warned, "I've known them for year's and although I don't see them much anymore, I have seen things in the past. Never let your guard down and always trust your gut feeling"
Vienna was surprised by her words but she didn't take them too deeply, yet.
"Enough talk about them" Victoria said as they walked into a separate room filled with dresses and a sofa in the middle of the room, "this is about you and I will find you a perfect dress"
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"You should have taken her warning more seriously, Vienna," Draco stepped forward, trying to intimidate Vienna but he could never scare her, "you should have run out of that dress shop and never spoken to me again."
Vienna's brows furrowed at his words a little bit of hurt burning her heart, "why—? Don't say that, Draco. Why would you say that?"
"Because she was right." Draco snarled, "about me. About my family. About my father."
"I don't care if your family is fucked up," Vienna almost laughed, "you've seen up close what my father is like. I don't care what your father has done or still does."
Vienna began to find it hard to breathe as she spoke. Those uncontrollable tears fell from her eyes as anger and betrayal flared inside of her. A panic attack approaching.
"Draco, all I want is you. I want you so bad it hurts and I don't care what you do or how fucked up your family is. I don't care, Draco but why would you say I should have left you." Vienna's lungs felt trapped and Draco seemed to notice that he had scared her a little too much, "why would you say I should never have spoken to you. Why? Why? Do you not love me?"
Tight, warm arms wrapped around Vienna as Draco bought her close to his chest.
"I love you, Vienna. I will always love you." Draco said, "I only said that because I love you. My father is involved in a dangerous business and I don't want you being dragged into it. I will explain everything to you soon. I promise."
Vienna's breathing slowly paced back to normal.
"I only hoped you would have left so it would have been easier to save you from my father but I have a feeling it's too late," Draco murmured into her hair.
"I told you, Draco," Vienna said into his chest, "I don't care what your father does. I don't care as long as I have you."
"You will always have me, Vienna." Draco meant every word he spoke, "I promise."
"Good." Vienna raised her head from his chest and wrapped her hands around his neck. His dark eyes looked down at her possessively.
The gloomy shadows of the dark corridor, covered her face as Draco took in every detail. And even in the dark of the shadows her green eyes still shone brightly. She always looked so desirable. So unlike any other girl, Draco has laid eyes on. He could kiss her forever and that still would not be enough.
He hated that he scared her. He did it in the moment. Without thinking. He would have killed every person in sight if he ever lost Vienna. She was his. And his only. Even the thought of Vienna with another man pained him. And if he ever did lose her, he would kill every man on earth so no one else could have her.
His lips connected with hers sharply. He was going to show her how sorry he was. He has never been good at words but his tongue has a way of its own. And the sounds she made through their kiss made him feel things. Dangerous things.
Time always seemed to stop when Draco kissed Vienna but the flutter in her heart only intensified. Her knees grew weaker as his kiss became rougher. His hands wrapped around her waist, sliding up her shirt, connecting with her bare skin.
Draco could taste her tears on her lips as he kissed her and he liked to think that he was kissing them away. Taking her hurt and pain away and enduring it for himself.
He stepped forward until her back hit the cobblestone wall of the lone corridor they have beenstanding in. Only now, Draco had bought Vienna's leg up to his hip and gripped it tightly as his other hand made it to her breast, where he squeezed with the perfect amount of pressure.
His tongue crept into her mouth and danced with hers. A classroom door Vienna realised was beside them when Draco opened it and pulled Vienna inside, and roughly pushed her against the table. He knew how she liked it when he was rough like that. And the dominance in Draco loved it just as much.
Vienna watched as Draco stalked toward her and then lifted her onto the table. Her shirt buttons were already half undone but that wasn't enough for Draco and he tore them open so her bare chest and stomach were on show for him.
The classroom was dark but Draco could still see her pretty body, all for him. And his pretty girl, waiting for him to take.
Vienna's heavy breathing and pleading eyes has Draco growling as he approached her. He pushed Vienna's back onto the table and slide his hand down to her lower stomach, his touch sending chills down her spine.
His hands moved her skirt up and pulled her underwear down her things and she kicked them off desperately.
"I'm sorry for scaring you," Draco muttered as he placed a finger on her clit and began rubbing perfectly.
"Fuck. . . Draco, I don't care," her words were barely a whisper.
"I'm going to show you how sorry I am," Draco said and removed his fingers and before Vienna could miss the feeling his head was between her legs and a gasp escaped Vienna.
A hum of pleasure left Vienna's lips as his tongue took her all in. The pleasure was too much causing her back to arch. His arms wrap around her thighs pulling her in closer for him. Her hands came to his hair and gripped tightly as she bucks her hips forward. Another moan escaped her mouth.
She is close and Draco knew that too as he bought a hand to her clit and rubbed circles. Her climax took over her instantly. All the pain she has ever felt, gone with the orgasm that took over her whole body.
"Draco," Vienna moaned his name and Draco loved the sound of his name sounding so sweet against her lips.
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