If the last three years separated from his mate weren’t punishment enough for his loss of control that night, having to watch as she dated her way through half of Britain certainly was. Though of course, Draco wasn’t content to sit back and just allow it to happen. She was  his.  He wasn’t sure how he would ever regain her trust.  If he ever could. But it didn’t mean he had to sit back idly and allow her to just fuck other men.