The Gotham Queen

Chapter 28

I walk down the hallway, speeding to my office as I groan. After what the guards just interrupted, there's no way they're going to let Joker and I have another session, and I highly doubt that Joker's going to get to go anywhere for a while. Plus, now there's even less of a chance for me to become his doctor. I'll be lucky if I still have a job by tomorrow!

I stumble into my office and lock the door behind me. I don't need anyone else to just walk into my office after this morning. I go over to my desk and throw myself down into my chair, groaning in frustration. Not only am I never getting to see Joker again, I got cock-blocked, too. Or would it be vagina-blocked since I'm a woman? I laugh to myself before groaning in frustration again.

I jump out of my chair and start to pace around my small office. I take my glasses off and toss them on my desk before letting my hair down. I run my fingers through my hair as I try to attempt to get a grip on my reality that's slowly breaking apart.

"What is fucking wrong with me?" I snappily ask myself as I pace, pulling at my hair a little. "Why do I want to be with him so badly? What is it about him that draws me in? Is it the way he makes me feel like the only woman in the room, or is it the fact that he hasn't tried to force me into anything?"

I groan as I throw myself back into my chair, sighing as I lay my head on my desk. The kiss is against the rules, so I shouldn't be wanting to sleep with him. It's a major line in my work, and I swore to never cross any lines. I said that I would be friends with everyone if I didn't lose sight of what my job is, and in the span of two sessions, Joker has gotten me to break my word.

"If word gets out that I was kissing a patient, I could lose my license..." I say, gasping as I start to pace around my office again. "I'd never be able to work at Arkham again or be able to help anyone ever again because no other therapist or psychiatrist place would take me. Granted, he is the one that grabbed me, but that doesn't matter."

I stop as I feel my lips with my fingertips. Their still swollen from the kiss and I feel myself smile as I replay the kiss in my head. My skin tingles at the thought of Joker's hands touching me, and I can't even imagine what that mouth of his can do. I shake my head and continue pacing.

"I need to stop with whatever is going on with Joker before it gets out of hand. Well, more out of hand than it already has." I tell myself, and sigh as I sit myself down into my chair. I force my sexual frustration away, and I force myself to calm down. I need to forget about Joker because nothing can ever happen between us.

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Joker's POV

FUCK!!! I curse at the guards as the drag me this way and that, yanking me down the halls. I had her in my fucking hands, but they had to rip her away from me!! She had moaned when I yanked her out of that chair, and I nearly fell to my knees at that fucking sound. I'll do what I have to in order to heard that sound again.

I had tried to control myself because she's too injured to play right now, but when she told me about that fucking asshole, the need to claim her as mine took my mind over. It didn't help that she looks fucking gorgeous in red, and when she bit her red lips like that...

A guard hits me in the face with the butt of his rifle, making my head snap back. I growl at him before jerking forward and head bashing him, breaking the fuckers nose. The other guards grab me and jerk me back into place as they continue to drag me.

Fucking assholes!

She's a tease, and she knows it. She'll be a lot of fun.

So, are we keeping her now?

"YES!" I shout at the voices, claiming her as mine. Fucking consequences be damned because I'll have her no matter who I have to kill. I would have torn her clothes open and taken her right there on the bloody table, but the guards are fucking cock-blocks. I can feel my myself throbbing with the need to release, but I can't do anything about it because of the guards.