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[attr="class","cbody"]Over the past weeks since he had first summoned Lilith over to Lestrange Castle, he had grown quite fond of his time with the Squib. She was a breath of fresh air. Not having magic had impacted him in more ways than he could count, and more ways than he would ever be willing to admit. He hadn’t known what to do—being a Lestrange without magic hadn’t made sense to him. While he had been bored without anything to do, while he had disliked mostly being at home while his wife was at work keeping the Ministry going, he had found that getting a position at the Ministry hadn’t helped all that much either.
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It had given him something to do, that was true enough. Overseeing the training, keeping up with the rankings, and all of the paperwork that he had to get through on a weekly basis kept him from spending as much time at home, which worked well for him. He had not liked being home with the house-elves and the babies all day. It had been completely emasculating him. His wife had been the one working all day and he had been doing nothing. For Rodolphus Lestrange, that was absolutely unacceptable. Having work to do had helped with that.
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But it had only helped so much. There was still plenty missing, too much that he could not do without magic, and then he had owled Lilith. He had not seen her since the day he had come into Borgin and Burkes and had first seen her. She had been so eager to please that day—and he had greatly appreciated the view that her rapid breath and low cut of her dress had provided. That was not a sight that he had forgotten. He had decided that he would call on her and he would just see what happened. Perhaps he would shag her again and get bored. Perhaps not. Rodolphus was unsure if he wanted to break her or protect her at this point. Maybe a little bit of both. Protect her from others, break her for himself. For his pleasure. And for hers, if she played her cards right. It all depended on his mood, in all honesty.
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When she did well, he did like to reward her though. So far, that had only involved buying her new clothes and lingerie when he felt like it. She needed more clothes anyhow. As much as he appreciated what she wore most of the time, he was a person with wealth to share. He didn’t shop much for himself, didn’t spend all that money on extravagances. He figured he might as well spend some on her—she was incredibly easy to please and money was nothing to him, really. The Lestrange vaults couldn’t be emptied even if he and Rabastan spent carelessly for years. And they didn’t.
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Today, he was doing a bit more than taking her out to go shopping. He had decided to rent her a flat. The place that she had in Knockturn Alley just wouldn’t do. It was fine for shopping, but not at all for living. His brief time there had shown him that. And he could not always bring her to the castle. It would be best to have somewhere else to go. Why go to a hotel if he could just rent her somewhere to stay all of the time? She would always be there if he wanted her, and it would get her out of Knockturn Alley. It seemed like a good enough plan to him.
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Rodolphus had not told her what they were doing here, though he had already had his house-elf pack up all of her belongings at her old flat and move them here. Her apartment was a short ride up the lift to the top floor, and he moved his hand to the small of her back to direct her out of the lift and in the direction of her new flat. Once they made it to the door, he wordlessly pulled a key from his pocket and handed it to her. “For you,” he said, finally, before letting her open the door.
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Lilith had no idea what the Lord Lestrange had planned for them today. She never even gave thought to asking him. She would do as he said when he said. It was as simple as that. She had his favor at the moment and the squib would continue to do everything in her power to keep it. He was, in her mind, the most powerful man in the country. He commanded the Death Eaters. He commanded her father and her brothers. Purists across the land looked to Rodolphus for guidance; they bent the knee to him. And somehow, the man found her worthy to keep his company.

That fact was an incredible mark of pride and confidence for the Malvolia. She was a modest thing: demure and soft-spoken. But there was a spark in her now that had never been there before. She still had the instinct to lower her eyes to the ground when addressed, but the fact that Rodolphus told her to look at him gave her the nerve to look at others. If she was worthy to lift her gaze to his face, if she was worthy of his bed, then who was she not worthy to meet the eyes of? There were none above him.

It was an incredible shift in her life to have this new relationship to Rodolphus Lestrange. She would not claim to be in an relationship with him. She knew, though, that her body pleased him-- and that was the greatest achievement of her life. It delighted her beyond measure to receive an approving glance or word from the man. But even the punishments he doled out upon her were pleasant in their own way. Not so much that she sought to displease him, of course. She would never do that. Never.

Her very purpose in life now was to serve and please the wizard. In any and every way she could. He had her utter and complete devotion. None would ever be more loyal or obedient.

Lilith followed her Lord quietly down an unfamiliar hall. She stayed close to him, his hand rested on her back, but even with it there she was always half a step behind him. Not enough to cause any issue with the contact between them, but to show deference and respect as was due the man. Her place was never truly at his side. She did not deserve that honor. No one did, in her opinion. Especially no woman. A curious thought about where they were and what they were doing did enter her mind, but she did not voice it.

Rodolphus halted in front of a door--and produced something from his pocket. A sweet smile on her face shifted into an expression of confusion, her brow furrowing. Then surprise shot her beautiful eyes wide. "For me?" Lilith questioned. Tentatively, her little hand reached out and her fingertips brushed over the metal of the key. She hesitated, but not so much as to not follow his instruction. He had said the key was for her--and she was not dumb, uneducated certainly, but still not stupid by her very nature and capabilities. It was clear the key was for the door.

Lilith took the cool metal in grasp and put it into the door. Her heart thundered in her chest. The beauty of the hall they stood in now was more apparent to the woman with the idea that this key to this door and what lay beyond it was hers. The metal shifted easily in the latch as she unlocked the door. A breath was drawn to prepare herself-- even though the effort was futile. When she pushed open the door, she could not believe the beauty that lay before her. A quite gasp of surprise and awe broke the silence. The entryway was incredible--bright and inviting. It took a moment for her to step forward into the gorgeous space. Her mind was doing its very best to process the idea that this was hers. But it was most difficult.

"My Lord," she breathed out, a quiet prayer of his name as she stepped inside, looking back over her shoulder at him. Her smile was radiant. Never had anyone given her anything of note before him. Theodore's gifts had been insignificant trinkets (of course, to her, even a small thing still had tremendous effect on her). But Rodolphus had dressed her. He had shown her what it was truly to be a woman and to know a man... and now this. Her hand was on her chest as her eyes shown at him.

Out in front of the pair was a bright purple couch. She had noticed it immediately. The splash of bright color was exquisite. She was absolutely in love with every little detail.

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[attr="class","cbody"]Andromeda had been exasperating as of late. He didn’t know why that was—not fully, anyway. Rodolphus didn’t know if it had more to do with his own frustrations than anything else, but he was far more likely to blame his wife’s shortcomings than his own. He was Rodolphus Lestrange. For far too long, he had been sitting at home, with no job and nothing to fill his time without his magic. For too long, it seemed to him like he had forgotten just what he was good at. He was not a person that sat around and did nothing, while his wife went to work every day as one of the most powerful people in the wizarding world. He was not going to sit around and do nothing.
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His position in the Ministry had helped. It had given him something to do to fill his time, and it was well within his area of expertise. For a long time, he had been a part of the trials and tribulations that it took to become a Death Eater. They did not just accept everybody, the way that the Order did. They made sure that those that got the Mark were deserving of it and that initiation was a difficult process to get through. That training process was one that he did not think most aurors would manage to get through alive so, obviously, they could use from lessons from him. Their training had been piss-poor at best, and he could do something about that. He was sure that he could not take some of those training methods and use them in the Ministry. Andromeda would hear about it in a heartbeat, what with Griffith being in her ear. But he judged himself skilled at figuring out where that line was. What worked for aurors, and what wouldn’t.
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Was it more than the auror department was likely used to? He was sure that it was. But they were going to graduate stronger aurors than they ever had in the past, and he would take full credit for that.
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Having that to improve his mood had been helpful as of late but having a new little pet had proved to be quite useful too. Lilith Malvolia had been a fun treat recently. Having a young body at his disposal was not something that ever got old. It had been clear to him when he had taken her as his that day in Borgin and Burkes that she had never been with anybody else, and she had seemed no more experienced when she had responded to his owl and showed up at the castle. There was something enjoyable about that kind of innocence paired with that kind of beauty. Since he’d been seeing her, he had witnessed pure pleasure on her face when he was savoring her body, and he had witnessed tears trailing down her cheeks when the pain of a punishment was too much for her to bear. Though, she had not honestly done anything to truly anger him. If she had, those punishments would not end with any kind of release—but punishment could be enjoyable for both of them when he wanted it to be.
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That was not what today was about. There was nothing to punish her for today. In fact, quite the opposite. He had decided that it was past time to do something about her living arrangement. It was not just for her benefit. It was for his as well. Bringing her to the castle was not always feasible. As much as he didn’t care if Andromeda ran into her, as much as it was his castle, and she would just have to live with it, he didn’t want to deal with her reaction to it. Sometimes, it would be nice to get out of the castle, to have somewhere else to do. He was not going to sully himself by stepping foot in a Knockturn Alley apartment ever again. He would not so much as step in the building. He’d already had to live in one of those dumps, he was not in any hurry to reenact that experience. No, she needed somewhere to live that was actually acceptable. Money was really not something that he thought all that much about. In fact, in his opinion, this flat was not all that expensive. He could have been far more ostentatious, he had just deemed it unnecessary. This flat was certainly good enough for Lilith. There was no reason to get her a penthouse or anything like that. That was just unnecessary.
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Judging by her reaction as she stepped inside of the flat, she was impressed enough by this, as he had expected. A penthouse would have been too much. She would not have known what to do with that much space. He followed her into the house—one of the first times that she had actually stepped in front of him, though he didn’t think that she’d even been aware of that. He shut the door behind them and watched as she took in the entryway, deciding not to interrupt as she explored the flat.
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