Jacqueline's P.O.V
Back home. Back to the usual routine.
"Mista J?" I ask, innocently as I walk into his office in
The dressing gown sweeper the floor.
"Oh sorry sugar, I didn't know you had a meeting" I giggled, as the man opposite J oggled at me.
"Joker, new deal. I take this girl and you don't have to give me mone" the man says.
"Deal!" Joker laughs, making growl in anger.
"Come on, sugar tits. Let's go" the man chuckes and wraps a chubby arm around my waist and pulls me out of the office door. Suddenly, a large mass came over me as the man fell to the ground; with a bleeding gunshot wound in his head.
I pushed the man off me and growled at Joker as he walked closer to me.
"You really think id let you go?" He chuckles and reaches a hand towards me.
I smack it away and J growls angrily.
"Don't you fit me!" He yells, suddenly mad.
Without thinking, I ran up to him and started to hit his chest; obviously not making any difference except making him angrier.
He gives up and grabs my wrists and starts to drag me somewhere.
The Torture Room...
