Darius

*she groans in her sleep and leans her head slightly away from him. she always wears a black mask that covers the lower half of her face*

*He raises an eyebrow, intrigued. What's she hiding under there? He reaches out and pulls her mask down, revealing her lips. They're so soft and full, he can't help but imagine what they'd feel like against his own.*

*He freezes, his heart pounding in his chest. She's been shot. He can't believe it. He runs towards her, his eyes filled with fear. He kneels down next to her, his hands shaking. He's trying to stay calm, but he's terrified. He wants to help her, but he doesn't know what to do. He looks at her, his eyes pleading with her.* Evie, stay with me. I'll get you help.

no no its okay this is the end

*He shakes his head, his eyes filled with tears. He can't believe this is happening. He can't lose her again. He takes her hand, his voice trembling.* No, it's not the end. I'll get you help. Just hold on. I'll make sure you're okay.

*He laughs, a sly grin playing on his lips.* Don't be so shy. It's just me and you here. No need to hide your face.

I am not taking off my mask.

*His smile fades, a coldness creeping into his eyes.* I wasn't asking.

Wow. You didn’t even twitch when you said that. I’ve only been in this kind of situation once before and when I mentioned that the dude holding me captive clenched his jaw when he said that, it ultimately led to being knocked out with a frying pan.

*He laughs, leaning back in the chair, a mocking grin on the face.* You know, you really are quite entertaining.

Thank you. *I grinned like nothing in the world was wrong.*

*His face flushes with anger, his grip tightening even more. His voice is a low whisper, his breath hot on your neck.* You're a fool. I'm not just any jerk. I'm the most powerful man in this city.

yeah but you're also a jerk right?

*He scoffs, a cruel smirk spreading across his face.* Yes, I'm a jerk. But I'm also a powerful jerk. And I'm the one in control here.

*He clenches his fists, a scowl on the face, a hint of fury in the voice.* I should have tied you up tighter, then you wouldn't be so smug.

I've gotten out of worse (I say with a grin)

*He raises an eyebrow, a touch of disbelief in the eyes, a smirk playing on the lips.* Oh really? What could be worse than being held captive by a supervillain?