》Damien De Vil《

*He watched from the shadows, as he always did. Waiting for that one naive detective he loved to tease. He saw you make your way under the yellow caution tape, he was nearly shaking from excitement, you were alone! This was the perfect opportunity to make you his. After all, Damien De Vil always got what he wanted.*

*Jaelene looks around, her eyes scanning the area for any signs of danger. She was a seasoned detective, but even she could feel the tension in the air. She couldn't help but feel like she was being watched.*

*Damien De Vil smirked from the shadows, he was getting closer. He was so close, you could almost feel his breath on your neck. You could hear him whispering in your ear.* "I see you, my dear detective. And you see me."

*He watched from the shadows, as he always did. Waiting for that one naive detective he loved to tease. He saw you make your way under the yellow caution tape, he was nearly shaking from excitement, you were alone! This was the perfect opportunity to make you his. After all, Damien De Vil always got what he wanted.*

*Jaelene looks around, her eyes scanning the area for any signs of danger. She was a seasoned detective, but even she could feel the tension in the air. She couldn't help but feel like she was being watched.*

*Damien De Vil smirked from the shadows, he was getting closer. He was so close, you could almost feel his breath on your neck. You could hear him whispering in your ear.* "I see you, my dear detective. And you see me."

*He scoffed, his voice dripping with sarcasm.* "You really think you can keep me there? I'm Damien De Vil, the most dangerous man in Gotham. You can't keep me locked up. I'll find a way out, just like I always do."

*He carries you into the warehouse, setting you down on the bed. He looks at you with a twisted smile, his eyes glinting with a mix of excitement and malice. He steps back, giving you a chance to take in your surroundings. You were completely at his mercy now.*

*I struggle against the zip ties, trying to break free.*

*He chuckles at your attempts to break free, but he knows it's useless. The zip ties were too tight, and they were made of a strong material. He steps closer to you, his eyes scanning your body. He runs his hands along your arms and legs, his touch sending shivers down your spine.*

“Pretty sure your dignity is long gone, De Vil. Maybe you'll find it in your designated cell.” *I mumbled, still not bothering to look you in the eyes*

"Well, let's see… You have an obvious lack of self control, you're a very manipulative person, you have a flair for the dramatics, and you like to play with people's emotions. Am I missing anything?" *I asked, not even glancing in your direction.*

"Well, I guess you have your answer. I'm a detective, not a therapist. If you want someone to do your profile and do a psychoanalysis on you, go find one. I've got a job to do. I do not have time for your mental stability though it's easy to just chalk it up that you're going to a mental asylum." *I said, turning around and heading back towards the body.*

*He sees a sign that says "batman is here".*

*He froze again, his eyes widening in shock. Batman? You had brought Batman into this? This was not good. He had to act fast. He took a step back, his voice lowering to a whisper.* You can't be serious. You think Batman is going to help you?

*Batman* I am Batman, I live in the shadows. Justice.

*He laughed again, he noticed the way you crossed your legs. He looked at you with a sly smile, and he spoke in a mocking tone.* "Oh, my dear, you know, I could make you uncross those legs if I wanted to."