The Downfall Of Malina Donovan - Book 2

Chapter Twenty Five

Mature Warning

Tom let out a deep sigh as people filed into the meeting room, a couple people missing from the fight nights prior.

Once everyone was seated he cleared his throat, his eyes briefly glancing at the girl sitting on the other side of him.

Malina sat there, almost embarrassed. She was the cause of all this mess. All this death.

Of course Tom told her it wasn't her fault and that he was the one who ordered it but it didn't make her feel any better.

When she got glares from the people who walked in, she couldn't help but slightly sink into her chair.

"As you all know, a couple days ago we lost a few members." He toyed with his bony wand.

"We won't let that stop us from defeating Dumbledore." He stood up from his chair, both hands going onto the table in front of him.

"This is just the beginning. We will take them down." He spat out, his knuckles turning white from his grip on the table.

"I would also like to make one thing clear. If I ever catch anyone blaming Malina or glaring at her one more time, I will kill all of you." He snarled, his eyes meeting Malina's once more.

Hers widened and she felt more embarrassment rise up her chest. Why, why, why

"We also must keep watch outside the manor. They could be coming to us any second or try to lead Malina out of the house."

Her eyes snapped to his, anger burning through them. They will not lead me out.

Someone raised their hand. A new recruit, a boy a bit younger than Malina, looking frantically toward Tom as his hand stayed in the air.

Tom harshly looked toward him, his nostrils flaring. "What."

"U-um, my Lord. I was wondering, how will we fight off Dumbledore if we have lost people. From the fight, it seems as though they outnumber us." He stuttered, dropping his hand as he watched Tom's expression turn angrier.

"Well." He gritted out. "I'll leave that to you, Riley." The boy's face dropped, his mouth opening and closing like a fish.

"I'm not sure I understand." He replied and Malina gave him a sympathetic expression meeting the boys gaze.

"Don't fucking look at her." Tom snapped, making the boy flinch. Tom's body suddenly was right behind the young boy, a knife now against his throat.

"If I ever see you look at her like that again I will slit your throat. Understand?" The boy nodded, trying not to cut himself against the tight blade.

"Good." He pulled away, a evil smile on his face. Malina gulped as she watched him sit back down again, his leg slightly touching hers.

"Now, as I was saying." The tension was thick in the air, everyone avoiding eye contact with Malina.

"Riley, you will recruit more followers. I don't care what you do, just follow the procedure." He told him, and the boy nodded again, slouching in his chair.

Her body froze when she felt something glide up her leg, Tom's fingers sliding across her thigh.

Her breath hitched when he lightly pinched the skin, making her tightly grasp onto the chair's armrest.

"We must get our people healed quickly. Greta and Marcus, I want you to recruit some healers. No one here is equipped properly to heal and I won't always be around."

Both of them nodded, keeping quiet as their Dark Lord talked. What they didn't know was that his slender fingers was in between the legs of the girl beside him.

They were now trailing over the lines of her underwear, his fingers tracing over the lace. Her breath hitched when he pushed against it, making her internally scream.

His fingers slipped in between the fabric, his cold fingers slowly entering her. She bit her lip, holding back a moan. Tom watched her, her teeth on her lip making him go faster.

She let out a quiet gasp and Tom tilted his head toward her.

"Everything alright Malina?" He asked, his voice sounding teasing to her as he added another finger.

"Yes, m-my Lord." She said, her lips slightly parted. Her grip tighter as he pumped in and out.

"Are you sure? You seem.. a little under the weather" She was on the verge of releasing and she knew Tom could tell.

If you bite your lip one more time I'm gonna fuck you against this table

A voice said in her head and it almost took her over the edge, Tom quickly removed his fingers and she mentally groaned.

"Yes, my Lord." She straightened her posture. It seems as though she was leaning into his fingers.

"I'm fine." She said shortly after, giving Tom a glare. His attention was now back on the group and he excused them, following them out and leaving Malina breathing heavily at the meeting table.

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