Rule #1: Don't fall in love with your master. Rule #2: You are nothing but a servant. Rule number #3: He is always in control. ------------------------------------------------------ "Don't move," he said to (Y/n) when she unwrapped arms from his neck. "Don't touch her," he mumbled. (Y/n) and everyone else jumped when the gun went off. Her cheeks were a soft red, her eyes were widened, her heart was racing, and strands of her hair covered her face, in which Jeremiah brushed to the side with his fingers that weren't pressing against the ground. "Where is (Y/n), Wayne? Hm? You are here because of the offer I asked for," Jeremiah snapped back. ------------------------------------------------------ "I'm in charge now," she whispered when lifting up his chin with a sly smile. -------------------------------------------------------- Story is still on plot yet scenes are mixed up slightly. Under editing as well.

You thought you knew everything about Jerome Valeska. He was your best friend. He was your boyfriend. You loved him. But seeing him transition to the insane, psychotic villain, you knew that he was not the Jerome you grew up loving. He changed and got arrested and you moved on. So why does a part of you still miss him? Why does a part of you still love him? And how will you react to seeing him again? ------ This is on my ao3 but I decided to put this on here too