MUST READ "Hurt me:Jokers flame" to understand this story.
Sequel of hurt me: Joker's flame
Leyla has tapped into a lighter side of the clown prince. No one thought he was capable of being selfless, but one night, he loses it.
And he loses her.
C...
Jokers gaze never left Leyla. Her smoldering eyes, her weak body. His breathing turned into panting as his anger and frustration quickly turned to desire. "I thought I lost you," she spoke. "You know you could never lose me," he said amused.
"I've missed you..." Leyla spoke.
"After what I did, doll?" He asked, looking away from her.
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He wasn't referring to violating her with his cane or even the stripper he had allowed to touch him. He was talking about not being there when she needed him. When Tiger had his filthy hands on her. Remembering that memory caused his hands to grip the chains that had previously confined him harshly, tugging at opposite ends of them.
He lowered his gaze and saw Leyla's hands entwined on her lap. He swiftly brought the chains down and wrapped them around her hands.
"W-wha.." before Leyla could say a word, he had his lips on hers. He continued to tie the chains and lock them together. He pulled himself away from her and took a set of handcuffs from the floor and put them in his pocket.
She couldn't speak.
"What's the matter, kitty?" He purred as he leaned in closer to her.
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He was up and down. Leyla was used to it. She sighed and smiled at him.
"Tiger will probably find out about your escaping." Leyla suddenly spoke. "Of course he will doll...but how did you manage this?" the Joker rasped as he maintained his stance, looking deep into her eyes. His soft, seductive gaze quickly turned into anger.
"Our dearest friend, the Mayor, was able to come up with this plan. He was the one that lent us this truck and the gear," Leyla briefly held up her gun.
Jokers eyes lit up when he saw her hold it. He purred as he grinned at her.
"Baby... don't you look divine with it." The Joker spoke lowly.
Leyla leaned in much closer, now just inches away from Jokers lips. "Think of how much more divine I'd look if I used this baby to get rid of Tiger..." she whispered.
