A/N: This is written for my Favourite Couple Scenario 12, the OTP Boot Camp Challenge with the prompt 'torn', the Favourite Character Boot Camp Challenge with the prompt 'time', the Favourite Family Boot Camp with the prompt 'commandment' and the Favourite House Boot Camp with the prompt 'solace'.

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"I...I don't understand," Bella said softly her voice filled with anguish as she sat bolt upright her pale naked chest illuminated in the moonlight and the lit hearth as she stared up at her Lord. "But why?"

Her Lord did not look back. He only slowly gathered his robes and tugged them over his head, carefully redoing each button as if they had not just been in the heat of passionate only a moment ago.

"My Lord?" she questioned again. She knew she was pushing her luck, but she could not help herself. She needed to know what had happened. She had to know how she had disappointed her Lord.

"Because I commanded it," he snapped finally speaking and spinning around to face her, his gaze harsh and unyielding. "And I expect obedience. Now, get up!"

Bella quivered her eyes downcast as she slowly rose. Her cheeks were red and there was pain in her veins, but no physical harm had come to her. "Please," she murmured her voice soft, "Master I just need to know how I have failed you. Please, that is all I ask."

For one moment she expected she would not receive an answer, but finally her Lord opened his lips and spoke, "Apparently you have failed me for a long time. I have only now realised the extent of your folly."

"I... I don't understand."

His hand came out of nowhere, gripping her neck and slamming her against the wall. "My Bella," he hissed in a tone that was full of mockery rather than gentleness. "You see you cannot keep up your Occluemency walls when I'm inside of you."

A part of her froze, eyes wide as she stared at him. She could see the fire in his eye and she already suspected what he was going to tell her. For more years than she could even remember, she had kept her darkest secret hidden from him. She had always known it was wrong, but she assumed that, if it did not change her behaviour, it would be alright. However, all the while she had hidden the truth from her Lord and she knew that was a sin.

"I'm sorry, Master..."

"You think those words matter!" Lowering her eyes, she forced the tears to not leak out. "You are weak! I thought you actually had some strength, but you are as weak and as pathetic as the others. Worse, you probably think I'm just as weak and will soon succumb to your love."

He spat out the last word and threw her to the ground. "No," she whispered softly, but her face was pressed to the ground and it was unlikely that he could hear anything. "No, it is not like that. I would never, my Lord. Never."

A swift boot slammed into her ribs, but she did not even whimper. The pain her heart was still more damaging. "Get up you stupid bitch. I don't watch to see you again. Get out of my sight."

Tears were streaming from her eyes as she slowly stood, but she could not help but stare at her Lord. She knew he would never feel pity or remorse, though she wanted to see him for the last time in this situation.

As she rose, gathered her robes and left, her gaze remained locked on him. It was only when she had stepped outside that she collapsed and crumpled.

She knew she should take solace in the fact that she would still serve her Lord as a Death Eater and that she had at one point at least been allowed to be his lover, but somehow it was not enough. Her heart had been torn apart. Some might say time would heal all wounds, but she knew it never could.

Her heart was forever broken.

Only her Lord could fix it.