Insanely troubled- Jeremiah Valeska fanfic

Chapter forty two

The lights had turned off in the entire
precinct, all she could hear was muffled
groans and people getting struck down.
She tried to see, but it was damn near impossible.

She then heard a bang as the door on her cell appeared to have fallen onto the floor. Gladly, she was nowhere near it to be crushed.

"Who's there?" She yelled out, spiraling
around herself as she heard footsteps
way too close for her liking.

Next thing she knew she was being yanked
out of there forcefully. She attempted to push her way out of the stranger's hands, but they had a way too firm grip on her for her to escape.

She was being led to the back of an
alley when she noticed a white van that
was turned off standing further down from it.
Shortly after, the engine started and it
drove right up to her. She was thrown
into it.

Inside of the van was Jeremiah and Ecco, sitting awfully close, closer than to her liking.
She walked over to him, sitting on his lap, her eyes glaring meanly at Ecco as to
assert her dominance.

"What's going on?" She questioned
as her eyes landed on a man she didn't
recognize sitting across from them.

"I said I had a plan, didn't I?"
He let out arrogantly as he put
his hands around her waist.

The stranger cleared his throat loudly
before he spoke for the first time since
she got into the van. "We had a plan"

"Am I suppose to know who that is?"
She whispered into Miah's ear.

"Pardon me, dear, I'm Ras' al Ghul,
I wasn't aware Jeremiah had such a
gorgeous woman like yourself by
his side" He replied politely as he
took up her hand and kissed it.

"And you'll do good to remember
she's mine" Jeremiah broke out half-threateningly with narrow eyes, obviously
not pleased with Ras' al Ghul's comment.

For a small second, she was smitten
with his overprotectiveness, until she
remembered Bruce's comment earlier.

"Actually, I'm not an object, thanks"
She let out smoothly as she glanced
quickly back and forth from the two
men. Ras' al ghul let out a quiet laugh,
were as Jeremiah said nothing. She
could whatsoever feel his hands
dig into her waist.

The rest of the drive was quiet, she could somewhat feel strange energy coming
from Ecco who throughout the whole fifteen
minutes had her eyes glued onto Jeremiah
and her with a sour look. Perhaps she was in some way jealous of what she had with him?
It wouldn't surprise her. She wasn't worried though, he would never want anything else
but work assistance from her. She was too much of a bore.

As they got out of the van and was walking
up into their secret hideaway, Everly couldn't help but wonder what their plan now was and where Ras' al Ghul fit into it all. He had
to have a purpose, or else Miah would see
no need for him.

She was about to go over to the
papers with all the plans to get a better
understanding of things when she felt
someone grab her arm harshly, as she
looked over her shoulder she saw it was Jeremiah. He took her to a room where
nobody else was.

"What's up with the awfully lot of dragging
me around today?" She let out frustratingly.

He didn't respond, instead, he unexpectedly pushed her into the wall, the room was dark and all she could feel was his body pressed against hers. He rested one of his hands on
the side of her head, and as there was just enough light shining through the window to see his face, she could see he wasn't very happy.

"Why is it that you choose to disrespect
me in front of the man I'm working with,
do you find it amusing?" He scowled, his
face only drawing nearer to hers.

"I wish I knew what you meant, but I don't," She said lightheartedly, taking her hand
up to his perfectly groomed black hair
and messing it up before letting out
a small chuckle.

He rolled his eyes, taking a tight hold of her wrist. "That little display of your in the van"

"Oh, that. It's not really disrespectful if it's true though, is it? I'm not an object, baby,
you don't owe me" She whispered playfully
into his ear.

"And, what makes you suddenly think that?" He asked curiously, his eyes scanning her
from top to bottom intimidatingly.

"Well, I had a little chat with your
best bud, he said you're manipulating me.
That I'm too blinded in my love for
you to see it"

He let out an amused laugh, before
his face fell completely monotone again.
He grabbed a hold of her face as he let out,
"I've convinced you, yes, but everything
you've agreed to, you've completely
wanted yourself. Now, don't pretend
to be some victim when you're in
actuality an accomplice"

"I don't think that" She muttered out lowly.

"Now, don't pretend you don't want this"
He continued, wrapping her legs around
his torso as he lifted her up. She let out a breath she didn't know she was holding in.

"That you don't lust for it" He whispered
into her ear causing goosebumps to spread down her whole body. He started to kiss
her neck until he found her sweet-spot.

"I do" She let out in between breaths.

"I know you do" He replied with a smirk,
as he stopped kissing her neck. He carried
her over to the bed that was in the corner
of the room, letting her down gracefully.
He laid himself on top of her, both his
hands on each side of her body.

"Kiss me" She begged, she had spent too
much time craving his touch. She needed it.

Instead, he backed slightly away, a sly
look appearing on his handsome face.
"Not until you say your mine"

"What?" She asked with a laugh of disbelief.

"You heard me" He replied darkly,
one of his hands traveling slightly up
and down her body teasingly. He knew
how desperate for him she was.

"I'm all yours" She let out, her eyes
glued onto his mesmerizing ones.

He didn't waste a second before he crashed
his lips onto hers, kissing her roughly and passionately. Her whole body started tingling and she could feel the butterflies appearing
in her stomach. It made her think about
the first time they ever kissed.