54 Chapter 54: A False Hero Part 1

Now that Arias had gotten the invitation for the Gala, he felt it best to start off for Washington, after all the event was only a few days away.

His properties were gone, so he had nothing keeping him busy in Gotham, aside from a few minor characters here and there.

With that in mind he set off for Washington with Harley, who now largely acted as his personal assistant and the only member of Gotham's special task force.

The whereabouts of Shade, Roulette and Giganta were unknown. But from what Arias knew, Giganta didn't play a part in the attempt on his life, or atleast one that he knew of. So, he found it strange that she too disappeared the night he and Harley took Gregor's life.

Thankfully crime in Gotham was at an all time low, so the services of the special task force weren't needed.

He considered disbanding it entirely but that would have been a waste of a rare position of power. Furthermore, now that Lex Luthor had a hand in Gotham, he was quickly investing in anything that could increase his influence and public acceptance.

The moment Arias gave up his role as the coordinator of the special task force, Luthor would likely form his own and have the public vote him into the position.

Thus far no contact was made between the two. Arias stayed away from the public eye, the last time his name was a headline was when his task force got credit for apprehending Catwoman.

Luthor on the other hand, couldn't avoid the Gotham headlines even if he wanted to. From donating millions to local charities, opening much needed facilities, giving out scholarships and whatever else would keep him the talk of the city.

Arias could tell that Luthor didn't see him as relevant, after all he only had an approximate networth of 1.2 billion and very few connections. His ego wouldn't allow him to show concern over a new comer like Arias, even if he was dangerous.

After all, in Luthor's mind, he had many more dangerous enemies who couldn't touch him.

Luthor was likely doing what he was doing to compete with Bruce Wayne. Arias wasn't going to disturb such an advantageous situation for now, in his mind, they were improving a city that was going to his no matter what.

Who would say no to free labor?

…

Arias arrived in Washington in a late evening, and as expected, it was in a buzz.

Despite the Gala being a few days away, many dignitaries arrived 3-4 days prior so they could settle. Because of that, security was intense throughout the city.

Even the airport alone had numerous reporters and journalists from the world's top media stations camped outside, ready to bombard any relevant figure who walked out.

Thankfully, Arias wasn't well known outside Gotham so he didn't have to face much.

He exited the airport wearing a stylish suit whereas Harley wore a tight office attire that showed off her curves. She of course didn't wear her usual clown makeup nor did she dye her hair. So to anyone who didn't know her, she was just a sexy blonde assistant of yet another playboy billionaire.

"Wow Mr. M, I feel like a real star." Ever since her near death sexual experience with Arias, Harley stopped addressing him as "boss".

As the two walked towards their hired service car, Harley waved and smiled at the many flashing camera's as if she were on the red carpet.

"Whaddya think Mr. M, should I flash em?" A mischievous grin appeared on Harley's face as she made a bold suggestion.

It didn't come as a surprise to Arias, he knew that the world was seen very differently in her eyes. And as interesting as it would be to flash the international community, Arias rejected.

"Behave, its too early to start an international incident."

"Aww, whatever you say Mr. M." Harley's smile didn't fade and she continued to wave around happily until they got into their vehicle.

The drive towards the hotel Arias would be staying at was going well so far, with Harley asking him to do something depraved to her every few minutes.

However, they soon found themselves in heavy traffic. Harley took this as an opportunity to suggest even more activities to pass the time.

Arias sighed and turned his attention to the nervous driver who had to sit there and listen to all of Harley's ideas.

'Man, these rich guys sure have it different.' The poor guy thought, while doing his best to ignore the ongoings in the back.

But it was so hard…

"Come on Mr. M, I really wanna have your spunk all over my face, I'm sure the driver won't mind."

Arias sighed and turned his attention to the driver. "Driver."

The man then panicked. "Huh! Oh yes, I don't mind…"

"See?" Harley joyously urged but Arias ignored her.

"I was going to ask how much longer the traffic will be?"

The driver felt embarrassed upon receiving clarity and cursed his dirty mind. 'Fuck! I hate no nut November! Fuck it, today I'm going to pay for PornSub premium, some Coco butter lotion, lube, a butt plug, maybe-.'

"Driver? The traffic." Arias repeated, breaking the man out of his strategic plan for an ideal evening.

"Oh yes, sorry. Uhm it shouldn't be long, there's a security check point up ahead, since a lot of big sho-I mean dignitaries pass by. In fact, unless your home is around here, civilian cars are prohibited from passing. Judging by how long its taking, someone big has to be up ahead." The man explained as clearly as he could before returning to his thoughts.

"I see, guess we have no choice then." Arias laid back into his seat and was about to relax when his senses heightened on their on all of a sudden.

He then turned his gaze forward and looked at the vehicles up ahead before showing an annoyed expression.

"Shit." Without warning, Arias grabbed Harley and brought her into his embrace before diving out of the car.

The driver was confused, but before he could ask, the vehicle at the very front, currently approaching the checkpoint, exploded!.

The explosion was small, covering only some meter in radius but powerful, sending the surrounding cars flying and even causing some to explode or catch fire.

As Arias raised his head, he could see the car he was just in go airborne along with a few others.

Harley who was under him was shielded from the shockwave and only suffered some aches from suddenly hitting the tarmac.

"What's going on Mr. M?"

As she asked this, the sound metal hitting the ground resounded all around as cannisters began to appear and tumble on the road. In the next moment, smoke flushed out from them and covered the entire street.

"It seems someone is wanted dead."

A/N: I mentioned it before but I'll say it again for clarity, I'm going to try my best to not stray too far from the characters personalities. Harley is free spoken, vulgar and slutty, that's just a fact. I'm not about to make her an innocent girl just to satisfy those with virgin fetishes. She's slutty, plain and simple, just have to make her Mc's slut. Those craving stories where every girl is an innocent virgin should try some place else.

Don't worry, no ntr or yuri. I'll start making parody chapters with all kinds of fetishes maybe later down the line and release them on discord or p@treon. Story is the focus for now.