Jokers flame II: SEQUEL

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The blonde stripper slowly ground her large round ass on Joker's lap, feeling his arousal grow larger and harder. She bit her lips as she stared at him, running her fingers over his chest.

She traced his tattoos and unbuttoned his dress shirt further down, exposing his chest.
His heart beat rapidly as he let himself be consumed by the woman working her magic on him.

Every move she made reminded him of Leyla.
The way she traced his tattoos, the way she would grind herself on him.

He closed his eyes and leaned his head back, getting lost in the thought of Leyla sexually pleasuring him.

Meanwhile Leyla had managed to calm herself down, breathing fresh air and contemplating the events that had just taken place.

The Joker brutally had his way with her over something that she didn't even remember. What was the issue over? Her turning away or something?
At this point she wasn't sure.

She sighed and walked slowly inside, hugging her arms in an attempt to warm herself up.
As she walked closer to the VIP room, Frost immediately came up to her and held her arms in an attempt to stall her.

"Leyla, are you alright?" He asked as he gently gripped her arms. The Joker hated anyone touching her but she was hurt emotionally and it was obvious she was disoriented.

And honestly, the only friend Leyla had at this point was Jonny Frost.
Leyla smiled weakly and nodded.
"I'm fine. Tough as nails, right? I should have known. It's the Joker.." her voice drifted. "I got carried away. I should have respected him." She said with a sad smile.

Frost nodded as Leyla began to break free but he kept his grip tight.
Leyla looked at him confused.
"W-what are you doing?" She asked as her confusion disappeared and curiosity peaked.

"Look he's drunk, ok? And with Tiger here, he doesn't want to look small." Frost quickly spoke as Leyla looked at him confused.

"What are you talking about?" Leyla forcefully
broke free of Frosts' grip and walked slowly to the entrance of the VIP room. Pony by Genuwine started playing as she stood at the door and watched in horror as Tiger was touching and feeling two strippers who danced for him while the Joker sat back and let a stripper grind him slowly and seductively. She kissed his neck and left apparent hickeys.

Leyla didn't know wether to confront him now or just disappear.

God she wanted to disappear. Would he look for her?

Her chest rose uncontrollably as tears spilled violently from her eyes. She turned immediately to Frost.

"Give me your keys," she said in a low voice.

"But Leyl-.." he started.

"GIVE ME YOUR FUCKING KEYS!" She tried not to scream but she did. It just came out. Frost scrambled and immediately handed her his keys.

"Where are you going?!" He asked as he gripped her arm. Leyla had had enough.
She took out her gun and pointed it straight at his face.
"FUCK off!" She hissed and shot him in his arm.

He immediately fell on his knees.

She immediately ran out and towards the dark SUV not wasting any time.

The gun shot had been noticed, snapping Tiger and the Joker out of their Fantasies. Screams and panic filled the corridors right outside of the VIP room causing Tiger and the Joker to stand immediately and draw their guns.

It was at that moment that Joker noticed that Leyla wasn't  there. He immediately stomped out towards the hallway and saw a group of people huddled over something.
Someone.

"No. no. No." he whispered to himself as walked slowly closer, praying to a God he knew didn't exist that Leyla wasn't the one with the gunshot wound.

The people around the figure made a path and the Joker walked through with ease, spotting Frost in pain and shock as someone bandaged his arm.

"What the fuck happened!?" The Joker growled in frustration.
Frost looked up at him, white as a ghost, but remained silent.

"Frost.." the joker leaned down and said with a low voice, "tell me who did this. Cause it's not gonna be pretty if you don't." He said plainly.

Frost looked at the floor.

"It was Leyla..." he said in almost a whisper.
Joker stood up immediately, his heart pounding against his chest.

"WHERE IS SHE!?" He practically screamed down at Frost.

"She took the car boss, she said we'd never find her. I tried stopping her but.." he pointed at his wounded shoulder.

The joker growled as he walked out quickly towards his car. Tiger immediately followed.

"Where are you off to?!" Tiger yelled behind him.

Before the Joker got in, he looked back at his friend. "I'm gonna find her."

"You really think she's worth it? Man what happened to you..." Tiger shook his head as he watched the Joker climb into his sports car.

The Joker took out his gun as he gripped the door of his car. He pointed it straight at Tiger and cocked it.
A wicked smile grew on his face.

Tiger stood still and smiled back.

"You haven't changed a bit..." he said with a smirk.
The Joker put his gun back in the holster and raced down the street, keeping an eye out for Frost's SUV.