Jacqueline's P.O.V
I lifted my shirt up to reveal my stomach to look at the now healed cuts. It's been a month of torture, slight love, partying and sitting around in the Joker's mansion.
All the scars he has ever put on my body were J's. They were everywhere. Arms, legs, stomach.
My hair had gotten slightly longer and was now grazing my boobs.
"Jac!" J screamed from his office.
I panic and quickly got changed, he hated it when I wasn't prepared for things. I put on :
I quickly got up and ran to his office.
"You know I hate waiting" J said, obviously annoyed " but my god, when a creature like you keeps me waiting, it's worth it"
I blushed and laughed lightly. I then went over to his desk and sat carefully on top of it, my legs dangling off. He starts to get up and looks right into my eyes. He saunters over to me and stands in between my legs, his nose brushing mine.
He grips and waist and I shuffled forward, accidently brushing him there. He lets out a long sigh and sqeezes my waist harder.
I suddenly get annoyed and let out a growl and grab his face harshly and slam my lips to his, J's red lips smudging on our faces as we share a heated make out session.
"Jac, be my partner in crime? Be mine and only mine? Be my angel?" Joker suddenly says, taking me off guard.
"Yes Mista J" I nod and kiss his cheeks.
"What do you do to me angel?" He asked, shaking his head and letting out a quiet evil laugh.
"I don't know babe" I say, giggling slightly.
"Let's celebrate, a dinner!" Joker says and a I nod my head in excitement.
