The Dark Lord's Pet Princess

28. Someone To Fight For

The next few weeks were very strange for Larissa.
She still had to go into work every day acting like everything was normal. But it in the evening she would return to the Riddle manor house, where she would have sex with Lord Voldemort.
Every time they slept together, Larissa was left covered in bruises and cuts. And Voldemort would often fuck her so hard that she would bleed.
But despite the pain, Larissa couldn't imagine telling him to stop, and risk making him angry. Voldemort was hard enough to deal with when he was in a good mood.
After he hurt her, the dark lord would also bring her lavish gifts to remind her of how special she was.

One morning before work, Larissa was reading the Daily Prophet, when she saw her name on the front cover.
She had been named a death eater, and there was now a reward for her capture.
Larissa knew that Voldemort hadn't handed her over just to keep her by his side, because he relied on the information she gave him about the Minister.
So Larissa didn't know who had outed her.

Unable to go to work anymore, Larissa's death eater duties began taking over her life.
Since she couldn't go out in public, Larissa also ended up spending a lot of time with Voldemort, which she was beginning to loathe.
"I'm surprised the dark lord hasn't moved you down the table yet" Bellatrix said after one death eater mission that the pair had been on together.
"I mean, now that you are of no use to him, there's no point you sitting at his left hand side" continued Bellatrix.

"Shut up Bella. Besides, just because I can't go into work anymore, it doesn't mean that I'm of no use to him" admitted Larissa.
"He must have been so disappointed in you when your secret was revealed to the world" replied Bellatrix.
"He wasn't very happy. But he is grateful to have me at his side now, whenever he needs me"
"You were his little spy, and now you're just like everybody else"
"Just leave it Bella. What's done is done, and now, like you, I can no longer show my face in public"
"Perhaps the dark lord will find that he has no use for you. Perhaps he will turn to other death eaters to help him with his physical desires".

Larissa stopped walking and frowned as she turned to face her cousin.
"You did this, didn't you?" Questioned Larissa.
Bellatrix smiled sweetly, "I don't know what you mean".
"You told the papers that I was a death eater!" Shouted Larissa.
"I did no such thing... However, I may have whispered in a few peoples ears, and got them to pass the message along"
"You treacherous little snake. Just because your mask fell off a few months ago and outed you as a death eater, doesn't mean that you had to throw me under the bus. We used to be so close. People used to call us sisters. How could you do this to me?".

"I just thought it would be farer if we had an equal playing field when it came to the dark lord" admitted Bellatrix.
"Are you saying that you did this, because you are jealous that Voldemort chose me as his lover and not you?" Asked Larissa.
"I am much better for him, and soon he will realise that" replied Bellatrix.
"You are deranged if you really think that he'll go for you. If he'd wanted you, he would have got with you before he met me. But he didn't, so I don't see why you think he will choose you now. Besides, you're married, and Voldemort doesn't like sharing, so he would never get with a married woman".

"He might not have laid with me yet, but I know that he loves me, far more than you. I am his most loyal death eater" announced Bellatrix.
"Maybe in your head. But that doesn't erase the fact that he chose to sleep with me and not you" admitted Larissa.
"Just because he picked you as his little fuck toy, doesn't mean he actually loves you" replied Bellatrix.
Larissa removed her wand and pointed it at Bellatrix, "You take that back".
"Careful now, we both know that you are no match for me" smiled Bellatrix.

"I haven't duelled you in years Bella. Maybe it's time we found out who is really superior" suggested Larissa.
"I would love to wipe that smug look off your face. Alas, I cannot fight you" sighed Bellatrix.
"And why's that? Scared?" Questioned Larissa.
"Of you, no. But the dark lord has singled you out and made it quite clear that we aren't to lay a finger on you. And I wouldn't want to be the one to break his favourite toy"
"You're wrong about how he feels about me. He loves me. He's always telling me how special I am, and buying me expensive gifts".

"How generous of him. But use your head, he's only giving you presents to appease you, so that you don't leave him" admitted Bellatrix.
"You know nothing about us" snapped Larissa.
"I know enough. I can see the broken look in your eyes, and the bruises that haven't quite faded from your skin. He hurts you, and you are too afraid to tell him. I on the other hand, enjoy pain, it excites me"
"That's because you're twisted".

"Maybe. But I am not a submissive doormat who lets her lover walk all over her. If I were with the dark lord, we would have an extremely passionate relationship" informed Bellatrix.
"Well, since he didn't choose you, you'll have to stick with your dreams and imagination. Because as long as I'm alive, you will never see Voldemort's body or have him inside you" replied Larissa.
"So be it" mumbled Bellatrix, before disapparating, leaving Larissa alone.