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Harley POV

While I sit in my cell reading my book, I think about how I just saved the entire world from some witch with dirty hair. And I also think about how I lost my poor Mr. J and how I miss his growling and piercing laughter. Gosh I really messed up this time.

A memory flashes in my mind of falling into a pool of acid for him. And waking up to his soft lips and sharp eyes. As colors of red and blue mix together in my head all I can think about is how I'm going crazy.

Suddenly a giant crash erupts throughout the room and I cough as dust enters my lungs

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Suddenly a giant crash erupts throughout the room and I cough as dust enters my lungs. When the clouds of debris clear I see lots of men in suits ripping my cell to shreds. As they all enter, my mind is racing. One man steps up to me. He takes off his mask.

Oh. My. Devil.

"PUDDIN!" Is squeal with excitement and wrap my arms around him. He growls in my ear and kisses me.

"Let's go home Harley." Puddin says.

Suddenly alarms go off and I panic. Puddin grabs my hand and pulls me out the giant hole in the wall. He leads me and all his men to the car outside. It has cute little panda bears on it. He probably stole it.

We get in the back and the men all get in the front. We drive off into Gotham City and the entire ride there Puddin and I smash our lips into each other's violently occasionally biting and licking. I could taste the freshness of his breath mint from earlier.

"Let's go to the club." He wispers in my ear.

"Mm ok Mr. J." I giggle back.

We pull into an alleyway and it's all too familiar. The signs and garbage cans. When we stop I jump out with Puddin and we enter the club. Puddin hands me a medium sized box and tells me to get dressed. I walk into the bathroom and slowly open the box. He shouldn't have. It's the dress that I would always wear here.

When I walk out Mr. J does a big sexy growl.

"Get on the stage Harley." He demands.

I do as Puddin says.

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