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Chapter 7: Encounter with the dark knight
As I got ready for another mindless dinner party for the elite of Gotham City, I couldn't help but think of what happened a couple of nights ago with Bruce. After I had left I went to a hotel to stay the night. In a way I had regretted what I had done, leaving him like that after he showed me nothing but kindness, attention. But walking out like that was the best thing I could do for myself and for him, to stop. Giving him a taste of what I felt was a good idea on my part, but I felt bad and selfish. He might not even speak to me anymore. I prayed that it would not happen or I would truly loathe myself forever.
But then again he might be there tonight. Of course he would be there, it would be no dinner party without the prince of Gotham. To my dismay I would have to bottle up all my emotions, in front of everyone and Jasper. That rake had no idea of what happened a couple of nights ago, he was oblivious. Once he came back from Vegas, he was all smiles. He even begged me for forgiveness, but I knew he would do it again, hurt me in some other way.
I smoothed out my satin red Valentino dress, and took a good look at myself. Luckily my bruise started to fade, but it was still there. One last time I sprayed my elegant bun with hairspray giving me that 1940's look. And finishing with dabbing my lips with red lipstick. From the corner of my eye I could see Jasper leaning against the door frame, smirking arrogantly as he saw his "jewel"; that he called me, get ready for an evening he would be able to flaunt me.
"You will be the envy of every woman there". He purred as he watched me intently as I clasped my diamond bracelet on.
"As I always am". I smirked, deciding to play his little game. "But not entirely envied for having a husband like you". Jasper's smirk faded.
"Do you always have to be so bitter". He growled.
"You make me this way, besides its perfectly reasonable". I smiled with arrogance like he always did.
"What is perfectly reasonable, to act like a shrew?" Jasper raised an eyebrow taking hold of my hand and encircling my waist with the other.
"At times yes". I replied with sarcasm. His grip tightened around my waist as we walked to the Bentley. He leaned close to my ear, his lips brushing against it. "You know that is what seduces me". Jasper kissed my nape and closed the door behind him as he slid in next to me.
The dinner party was a total bore, I had to plaster my fake smile of a proud wife. Jasper was by my side as we conversed with another wealthy young couple. Truly, I had no real friends because they all envied me, but what was there to envy? The expensive cars, flawless designer clothing, spacious huge mansions, trips to Europe? They had no idea how miserable I was lately, having to hide my emotions from the man I loved, while being married to a man I despised with all my being.
I looked away for a moment from the couple in front of me, trying to see if Bruce had arrived yet. He had not. What was taking him so long, was it the fact that I would be here with my husband. In a way I had sensed his jealousy, but if he only knew. Knew the real truth and how foolish I was to marry Jasper Chandler. If he only knew.
"So Violet, will you be opening up an art gallery here in Gotham City?' asked Evelyn, the wife of one of Jasper's associates.
"Maybe, I just have to find a location for one". I replied as I took a sip of champagne.
"Oh I know one close to Wayne Tower, perhaps you and I should see it one of these days?" She gave me a fake smile, I could see right through her.
"Yes of course, I will give you a call".
"Settled then". She did not wipe her ridiculous grin off her face. Evelyn turned to leave and headed towards another couple.
"Must you be so cold right now?" Jasper whispered.
"She's fake and you know it". I hissed
"Yes, but if she invests in one of your art galleries, she could bring in a lot of money".
"Is that all you ever think about?"
"No, not entirely. I have you to fill my thoughts." Jasper pecked my cheek, I gently pushed away in disgust.
As I turned to get away from Jasper, I noticed Bruce walk in with two blonde models, one in each arm. God he looked so sexy! It looked as if a god had entered the room, he looked impeccable as always in another black suit; black was certainly his color. His luscious brown eyes commanding attention, that I would surely surrender to in a heart beat. I could feel my heat rise in anger. How convient to get two bimbos to fulfill his needs. Was he trying to forget me? Bruce Wayne could never forget me, never.
One of the ladies began to caress his cheek and he gave her that irresistible smirk that I loved. I clenched my hands at my sides, but my sapphires were still on him. I was caught off guard when he looked up to meet my gaze. His expression confused but he just stared, he knew he was pissing me off. He knew he was hurting me again. But then to my surprise he smirked at me, giving me a wink. I scowled in frustration and decided to leave the party. I had no idea where I was going, but I needed to get out, I was suffocating in here.
A few minutes later Bruce scanned the room, looking for Violet. He had a sense she was not at all too happy that he had arrived with the models. He felt bad and regretted it. Bruce excused himself from the models and people he was conversing with. Looking for the beautiful young woman in the red dress that haunted his dreams every night. He never stopped loving her, she always clouded his thoughts, not a day went by that Bruce had not thought about Violet Montgomery, well Chandler now. He growled in anger as he remembered that insufferable husband of hers. How he wanted to rip his neck for what he had done to her. He missed her, her touch, her kisses, how she would always whisper sweet loving things to him. He missed everything about her and just wanted his Vi back. Bruce decided to suit up and look for his beloved Violet.
I had no idea where I was walking and I did not care. All I wanted to do was to get away to let my frustration out, I needed to scream at the top of my lungs which I couldn't do in the middle of a crowded room. I was unaware that I was walking through a dark ally, I shivered as I felt the cold air brush against my exposed spine. I hugged myself making my paste faster, I began to speed walk. A sudden tyrant of fear washed over me, what if I encountered something or someone?
My mind was concentrated to get somewhere where there was people and light.
"Breathe Vi, focus". I told myself. Now I was scared, I was lost. Suddenly I heard a thud, I could feel someone behind me. The dark shadow loomed over me. I was scared too turn around, but I mustered up the courage to do so.
"A beautiful woman like yourself shouldn't be wandering dark allies like these at this time of night, you should be at home". I realized exactly who it was, everyone in Gotham was talking about the Batman. Strangely I felt this sudden connection with him, but I paid no mind.
"Home is not the safest place right now". I replied staring at him intently. Batman was certainly human, by his voice and his visible lips. I wondered who was behind the mask.
"Then go to the safest place you know". He replied, he stared at me for quite sometime. We stood in silence, his gaze sent tingles down my spine. Seeing him made me feel weak, I just wanted, no needed someone to hold me. To be comforted.
"Will you take me there?" I asked with a sudden sadness that overcame me. To my surprise he nodded and took me into his arms.
His arms felt warm and safe, what I had wanted for so long. Soon enough sleep overcame me and I fell into a deep slumber.
An hour later, I fluttered my eyes open. He had brought me to Wayne manor. How did he know? I had fallen asleep so fast that I had no idea he had put me in his car, well it looked like a tank, but it suited him perfectly. Odd enough the large windows to the guest bedroom were open, Batman shot something from a gun, that helped him hoist him and myself up to the balcony. He gently put me down and pushed me inside the room. He stared at me for a while then turned to leave.
"Thank you". I said sincerely.
Batman nodded and left. But I was still curious on how he knew where to take me? I would have to save that question for our next encounter, which I am sure this was not my last one.