"Jac! Can you come here?!" J shouted from his office probably.
I didnt bother getting dressed and I hoped for the best. I sauntered into his office. Joker was currently shirtless and I'm some Arkham Asylum pants. He green hair was messy also.
"Yes, mista J?" I say sweetly, going up to him and kissing his cheek.
"Turn around" he simply states.
I nod and turn around suddenly I feel hands go around my neck as my breath hitches. He then places a chocker on to my pale neck and I gasp and look in a mirror.
It was a black band with a small 'J' in the middle. I gasped.
"J! It's lovely. Thank you" I say and run up to him.
He suddenly turns slightly evil?
"Doll. Today we are gonna train and discuss business. Go get changed into something more...flexible" he winked and laughed evily, walking away into the shadows.
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I pulled the sports bra down a nd to give J a distraction. I walked down to a room which was further underground then the torture room. It had a shooting range at one end and in the middle was a boxing ring.
The room was empty and quiet...too quiet. Suddenly, I was tackled to the ground and Joker was on top of me.
"Rule number one, never be unprepared with your guard down" he says.
