John had known that Nikki was a slut, and he didn't trust her in his absence. John kept Nikki at home, rarely did he allow her to leave the house. N...kki would wait for her husband to return from work, only to serve him sexually, when he returned. John would make his wife stay inside their apartment while he assumed his life, doing whatever he pleased on the outside.John took full advantage of this situation. Nikki became his plaything, a fuck toy. She was there only to fulfill his sexual. With a space procured, she gathers some rocks and makes a little fire pit. She then collects bits of trash and scraps of wood. Once this is all taken care of, Ki Jung makes herself comfortable in Lotus and pulls out the spell scroll. She reads it multiple times to be sure she understands it. Once she is convinced she understands it, she returns the scroll to her ring and places a small piece of garbage in the fire pit.Following the directions from the scroll, Ki Jung focuses her intent on the. She had bought a few of the books which detailed his supposed adventures and scoffed at them. Honestly, marrying a veela at the age of five? Hogwash.Still, it had been rather a shock when she saw him for the first time on the Hogwarts Express. He was scrawny, underfed looking and had the general air of someone who hadn't seen much sunlight. Also, he was dressed in little better than rags. Hardly the image of what a saviour was supposed to look like. His green eyes had briefly met hers, though,. Her mother liked him. Daddy David?Daddy David? Well, he’d never met James, never heard of him. Daddy David was weak, and foolish. Thinking about him now made her want to cry again, but, she couldn’t; there were no more tears only something she couldn’t define. She’d send him the letter. Tell him about James and her wedding plans. There’d be a couple of pics too. That would be enough; she would have done her duty, and she saw it as a duty not an act of love and hope.Hank Bartlett wasn’t actually.