Dark Lover ♡-- Bradley Bradshaw 'Rooster' x Dark Romance

Camping?

Warning!! Chapter may contain consensual but rough sexual play, sexual submission, oral sex and extreme BDSM, sexual and physical violence. Chapter contains elements of toxic relationships and the supernatural.

--- Rooster's Point of View ---

We were driving down a wide road, I was on my tablet looking over some weapons specs, I had an idea of where we were going but I thought it better to just let him navigate.

I rubbed the spot where a bullet had entered me, for some reason a change in weather pressure was causing it to ache, the move was almost innocuous, but I noticed it and stopped, it was a matter of control.

I looked over and saw that he was giving me a side eye, I tilted my head at him giving him a curious smile.

"Sorry, sometimes I actually have to do my job." I explained, I wasn't sure why I did, I couldn't read his expression.

He let out a laugh.

"I understand that I think we have all been so wrapped up in one another that we had forgotten that we all actually work for the military."

I leaned back in my seat, turning off and locking my tablet, he had a point there. Finally, I looked more around the at the outside area.

"Where are we?"

"We are almost to the camping site."

I put my hand on my tiny bump, taking a deep breath. Having this much silence I was again coming to terms with the fact that I was going to be a mother.

I looked up at Hangman, I wondered if he was thinking over the fact that he was going to be a father, I looked at his relaxed face, and decided to go back to what I was doing.

He put his hand on my thigh, and I relaxed in his touch, I was safe with him, and I was excited to see the camping site that he was taking me to.

--- Rooster's Point of View ---

"Hey Mav."

I sat down at the booth, we normally met at the bar, but he wanted to meet at an out of the way dinner, late at night.

He handed me a coffee.

"I ordered for you already, I know what you like." He said matter of fact, I didn't argue with this and put some cream in my coffee, taking a deep sip, I was quite tired and he was like my father, and I wasn't exactly someone who like variety when it comes to my diner preferences.

"What's with the cloak and dagger?"

"It's Hangman."

I narrowed my eyes at him.

"What about him?"

"He's not who you think he is, I have been made aware of something, I shouldn't even be telling you this, but I felt it was my duty, I may get court marshaled – or worse."

"What do you mean he's not who I think he is?" I half understood that he was going against higher ups than us.

"He's a traitor Rooster, you need to get Chase far away from him and as soon as you can."

I looked at him dumbfounded.

"What?" I stammered; he shook his head.

"You heard me, I'm going to give you a second to comprehend this fully but I know that you understand what I am saying, and I hope you have the good sense to understand the gravity of what I am saying."

"She's gone camping with him." I stammered, the expression on his face told me that he wasn't aware of this.

"You didn't know that?"

"No, where did they go?"

A feeling of utterly helplessness started to creep in my soul. "I don't know, he didn't say."