EroticReverie

Bane

On the drive back home, Valentine falls asleep in the passenger seat. When we get home, I turn off the engine and just watch her sleep for a little bit. She has the seat leaned back, the seat belt over her lap, I unhook it slowly, carefully and continue to watch her as he chest rises and falls slowly. Staring at her, I can’t believe how perfect she is, how she put up with me for two years, harassing her, flirting with her. I smile when I think about how many times I made those pretty eyes roll, or that adorable nose scrunch in disgust at my poor come ons. I lean over and put my mouth to hers. 

“Mm” she comes out of sleep slowly, her mouth parting for me. I skim her lower lip with my tongue and push it into her mouth. Her hand lifts up behind my head and she pushes her tongue back gently.

I pull back slowly and her heavy eyes open and she smiles. 

“I love you.” she says and she smiles when she sees me unable to fight the wide smile on my face.

“I love you too Valentine” I say and lean back in and nudge her nose with mine and place a soft, quick kiss on her lips.

I get out of the car and walk over to the passenger side. 

Valentina

Before I can even fully stretch my legs, and return the seat upright. Bane is scooping me out of the car. I let him, wrapping my arms around his neck as he carries me honeymoon style to the door.

When we enter though Bane stops. I turn to where he’s looking.

Mason. 

Mason with five guys who look like they could rip telephone books in half, and...bodies. 

Bane sets me down slowly and turns, to push me out the door. But theres five more guys already behind us. I grab Bane’s hand, he pulls me into him protectively. He turns back to Mason. 

“What the hell do you want?” He asks. He does well at keeping his voice level, not showing them his fear. But I know Bane better than all of them. And I can feel the fear rolling off of him, and I know it’s fear for me, not for him. Which makes me shake slightly. My eyes darting to all the guys, Mason is the only one who looks back at me, all the others have their eyes trained on my boyfriend.

I watch Mason look me up and down then smirk, and with a smug look on his face looks to Bane. 

“You know what I want little brother.....an eye for a fucking eye” he says and Bane, holds me tighter to him.

I know what he means, because he already tried to take his revenge on Bane. Bane fucked Mason’s fiance. Now Mason wanted to ruin something for Bane, by taking me. And he’d tried, he’d almost raped me. I flinch at the memory. 

“Bane” I say quietly, like a mouse, a scared, terrified mouse, because my voice cracks , and my eyes don’t leave Mason, who flashes a grin, his face still bruised from Bane laying into him after he got into the room that night. He lifts his hand and rubs his thumb over his lower lip where a large cut is scabbed.

“Don’t be scared Valentina...i’ll make it quick.” his eyes are dark, empty and vicious. I cling tighter to Bane and shake, I tremble. He holds me tighter and I yelp when he’s snatched away from me. His hand holds to my arm, but one of the guys pulls me, while the other four grab Bane.

He yells my name and I scream.

“No!” I scream as I push down on the arms that have latched themselves around my waist holding me back. Im lifted off my feet as I scream and kick. I watch the four men drag Bane out the door. He struggles, his eyes locking on mine that are already filled with tears that are pouring down my cheeks.

“Don’t you fucking touch him!” I scream and I hear Mason’s laugh from behind me as the door is shut by one of the four men taking my eyes from Bane.

I sob. More scared for Bane than for myself. The guy releases me and I run for the door, but he grabs my arm hard, and it halts me and snags me back making me fall back and onto the floor. I feel my hip hit the hard floor. The man releases me and stands in front of the door. I can hear scuffling outside, Bane still yelling and I cry harder when his yelling stops. I hear a car door shut, then another, and another. I hear an engine roar and the car peel out of the driveway. 

“What are they gonna do to him?” I sob and turn my head. Realizing Mason is right in front of me. His feet right there, I look up at him, tears rolling down my face. He crouches down and rests his elbows on his knees.

“Well that all depends on you” Mason says, smiling at me as I continue to sob.

“don’t hurt him....please” I cry.

“Awwww” he puts a finger under my chin.

“I’m definitely going to hurt him.” he says.

I cry shaking my head, and his face is blurry through my tears. 

He scoffs, shoving my chin away. 

“How that fucker gets all you cunts to fall for him, is beyond me, he’s a  fucking bastard, you DO know that right? Fucking taking things that don’t belong to him.” He snarls, standing and unbuckles his belt looking down at me. 

“And im gonna get my payback now.” he says. 

I shake my head. “No.”

“Yes.” he snarls. 

“No!” I shout. 

His nose twitches as he snarls.

“Either you do as your told....or pretty boy won’t be so pretty when I’m through with him.” he says and starts to unzip. 

“You mean...until your guys are through with him...what did you bring with you? Almost a dozen? Because you’re a fucking pus-” My smart mouth is silenced by the hard back of his hand coming across my face. The force makes me fall to the side on the floor. I hold my cheek. 

“Pussy” I finish my sentence and I yelp as he grabs my hair and pulls me up. 

“You’re all pussies!” I scream as Mason leans down and grabs my face. 

“Shut the fuck up” he snarls. “Unless you want you and lover boy to have matching black eyes.” 

“You’re going to suck my fucking cock....and i’m going to fuck you...” he says his voice low. “Because if you don’t I have ways to make sure you never see Bane...ever....again...” he looks at me and I look at him. 

“Do you understand me?” his eyes are so fucking evil, and I know he’s not lying. Rich people have the ability to do fucked up shit and get away with it, and there’s nobody who would give two fucks besides me and his friends if anything happened to Bane. 

I think about saying something, but I inhale sharply when he pulls a gun from his hip and points it to my temple. I tremble. 

“What do ya say ?” he asks. 

I nod. 

“Good girl.”