Bad Girl

Three Night's of HELLman Hall

Night One.

'Goodnight sweety.' You tuck Emma into her bed. 'Goodnight Auntie Yn.' The kid settles and you yawn tiredly heading to your room. Victoria smirks seeing you enter standing with two glasses of wine. 'Ah, finally alone at last.' she offers you a glass and you sip to be polite in truth you are exhausted. 'I've missed you.' she tangles her fingers in your hair and she gives you the look. 'Auntie yn!' You hear the call and sigh opening the room door and call back down the hall. 'What is it sweety?!' Victoria sips her wine. 'I'm thirsty!' You sigh. 'Okay sweety I'll bring you a glass of water up.' You go to leave when Victoria grabs your wrist looking like the saddest kitten you ever did see. 'Call the servants, a maid can fetch the girl water.' You smile weakly. 'The kid is my responsibility I'm not having other people running after her, for one I can't send a stranger into the kid's room-' Victoria eagerly interrupts. 'I can call John.' she quickly heads for the telephone. 'Victoria, John is off-site tonight he's staying at his apartment.' She starts rotating the wheel on the phone. 'Oh, he won't mind he can drive over.' You press the receiver killing the line. 'Victoria I am not calling John to drive across London in the middle of the night to give a glass of water to a kid literally down the hall from us. Besides I don't want her to think John is just there to run up and down after her and turn her into some sort of spoiled' Her glaring makes you immediately stop talking and blush. 'I'll be right back.'

Night Two.

Victoria steps into the doorway of Emma's room she raises an eyebrow and tilts her head seeing the girl has become trapped in her jumper as she tries to pull it off. Her arms are flailing as she stumbles around, Victoria purses her lips and plucks the garment from the child with ease. Emma falls on her backside but seeing Victoria beams up at her. 'Hello, Auntie Victoria.' The Baroness shudders. 'Are you tucking me into bed tonight?' Victoria looks horrified. 'Don't be ridiculous.' Emma looks hurt but Victoria leads the kid over to what looks like a small safe. She opens it. 'This is your own personal miniature fridge it is stocked with water, so if you get thirsty during the night you may help yourself.' she closes the safe. The kid looks absolutely thrilled. 'Thank you Auntie Victoria.' she hugs her legs and the Baroness suppresses a groan of discomfort. 'Yes, yes, that's enough now. You are all set and will have no need to- What the hell are you doing?' She suddenly asks watching Emma. The girl opens the fridge and closes it then does it more slowly and spies inside. 'I think the light goes off when the door closes.' she replies suspiciously. A wrinkle of confusion appears on Victoria's brow. 'What?' Emma beams up at the Baroness the closes the door. 'Is there a little person in the door that turns the light on?' Victoria's lips part but she is lost for words.

'Victoria?' You greet with a look of confusion seeing her standing beside Emma. 'Ah, yn, the small one needs help getting ready for bed.' She turns on her heel and saunters away from the newly adopted child living in her home, her nose in the air. 'I expect to see you in our room.' You quirk an eyebrow watching her leave but of course, check out her arse, it's obligatory. 'What are you watching?' Emma interrupts you from your thoughts and you shake your head. 'Okay, let's get you ready for bed kid.' You take on your nighttime routine of getting the girl situated in her bed and tucking her in. 'Sweet dreams kid.' You stroke her hair and go to leave. 'Auntie yn.' You look over your shoulder. 'Will you read me a bedtime story?' You smile. 'Of course kid, what will it be?' Emma climbs out of bed and quickly lifts one of the books you guys had brought over from your flat, the ugly duckling, you laugh and settle beside her. 'Once upon a time..' You end up lying sound asleep beside Emma snoring loudly. Meanwhile, in your room, Victoria lies seductively on the bed dressed in lingerie drumming her fingers on her hip, a frown set on her face as she checks the time.

Night three.

'I was thinking we could maybe take Emma to the zoo?' You suggested as Victoria stepped behind the screen to get changed. 'Uh huh.' she replies. 'I think she would like that, she's been obsessed with ducks lately I'm sure she would find the other animals interesting. 'Uh huh.' The stale reply comes again. 'You know when John originally suggested it a few weeks back I was scared you'd try to push Emma into a tiger pit.' You laugh. 'Don't give me ideas.' Victoria grumbles to herself. 'What did you say love?' You call to her. 'I said that is nice to hear!' Victoria speaks a little louder in response to you. 'Victoria I know we haven't spent much time together lately, I am surprised you've been so understanding.' You admit. 'Uh huh.' comes the dry response as she marches out wrapped in her marabou robe and it's then you sense the tone. 'Ohhh. You are pissed at me huh?' Victoria scoffs. 'Don't be ridiculous, what an accusation indeed.' You raise an eyebrow. 'So you aren't jealous I am spending more time with Emma than with you?' Victoria gives a false chuckle. 'Me? Jealous of a child? Don't be absurd.' she slams the ensuite door and you sigh.

Hearing the little knock on the door you open it and look down seeing Emma. 'Are you okay kid? We spoke about this, auntie Victoria and I need some alone time to discuss grown-up things.' Emma is hugging a stuffed toy Dalmatian. 'Are you sure there aren't monsters in my room?' she asks looking worried so you sink down to her height. 'Kid, if there were monsters they would run away from Auntie Victoria after she insulted their clothes.' Emma chuckles. 'Okay, I believe you.' You hug Emma at her words. 'Do you think you can go to your room alone or do you need me to go with you?' Emma thinks for a moment then nods. 'I can do it.' she goes down the hall and you blow her a kiss. 'Wait! You forgot to hug Spot.' she runs back up with her toy for you to hug. 'Night night Spot.' Emma starts screaming at the top of her lungs causing you to jump. 'Sweety. What's wrong?' You turn seeing the Baroness emerge from the bathroom her face covered in night cream. 'Monster! A monster ate Auntie Victoria!' she runs down the hall. You groan and follow her. 'Emma come back!' Victoria's nostrils flare as she exhales in annoyance.