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Chapter 27 | Official

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Chapter 27 | Official

All went to hell after Joker had introduced me to the wonder-strucked crowd. Batman had arrived and I had seen him for just three seconds before Puddin' had grabbed me away from the place. He had asked Frost to take care of the mess.

I had asked him why he didn't want to stay and fight. "Its Batman! Why don't ya want to fight him?"

"Not today." He had replied with a grin. "I'm not in the mood."

After that, he dragged me to our lamborghini and we were off in the streets, in the highway as he drove speedily down the road. Right now, I was laughing and squealing in excitement as I jumped up and down in my leather seat, telling him how awesome tonight had been.

Buildings passed us in a blur and we were safe from the clutches of the police. Frosty was taking care of that. Puddin' said that they would be coming later but later assured me that no one would get caught.

"Stop the car! Look!" I shouted, pointing outside the window, my eyes widening in excitement as I did so and immediately the car screeched to a halt.

"Come on!" I said, hopping out of the car as I jogged away excitedly, making sure to lift my dress so that I don't get them dirtied. Puddin' laughed behind me as he followed me, slamming the car door shut.

It was a small electronics shop. Infront of the shop were dozens of flat-screened sleek-looking TV with my face running on the news channel. My mouth parted open as I listened to the speech of the brown-haired reporter.

"...It is said that the woman's name is Harley Quinn. Many of them recognise her as the former psychiatrist Harleen Quinzel who was assigned to the Joker in Arkham Asylum. Let's ask someone who has witnessed the incident live."

The reporter passed the mic towards the old lady standing beside her. The old lady grabbed onto the mic, her eyes bright and filled with wonder. "I saw her! She was such a ... beautiful woman. They danced. The Joker and the woman ...danced. She seemed like a ...queen."

The reporter took the mic away from the old lady and spoke. "People are already calling them the 'King and Queen of Gotham City'. Joker, who has been known to kill everyone whenever he steps foot on a place, has surprisingly for the first time left several victims unharmed. But there were a number of people who had been murde..."

The lady spoke and I stood transfixed at the face that appeared on the T.V beside her. The woman was beautiful, she held a elegant beauty that I momentarily became stunned. It was only after a few seconds I realised that the face was none other than me. I haven't looked in a mirror after I had dressed myself but now I see why Puddin' had stood with such admiration in his eyes when he first saw me.

I slowly turned around to see him and I wasn't surprised to find that he was already looking at me, with a grin on his face. The streets were abandoned, there was no one and all the shops were closed. We were alone. It was dark and chilly, the only source of light was the T.V and a few streetlights which flickered on and off in the remote street.

"I'm on T.V." I said softly, going closer towards him as I hugged him, laying my head on his chest, hearing his heart beat speed up behind my ear. I smiled and hugged him tightly. His arms circled around me after a few seconds and he held me in place. His chin rested on the top of my head gently.

"Yeah...you are." He bent down and I could feel the touch of his soft lips on my forehead. But, I didn't miss the pain he held in his voice nor did I miss the small quiver at the end of the sentence.

"I will always be safe with ya." I reassured him. I lifted my head to look at him and he was looking down at me, stroking my cheek softly and slowly tucked a piece of stray hair behind my ear.

"Its official." He paused. "Ya are my Queen now." He said, a slow grin made its way on his face and he bent down, touching his nose to mine and he shook his head, wiggling my nose. I laughed, cupping his face and holding it closely to mine, our foreheads resting on one another. It was a few seconds of comfortable silence as we enjoyed the company of one another.

"I love ya Puddin'." I said softly.

His eyes flickered, his eyelids closed for a moment before he let out a painful sigh and opened them again. Fear flashed in them and he squeezed my hips, pulling me closer to his warm body.

I could see why. It was difficult for him and I perfectly understood. I was not going to push him because I know that he is not going anywhere and that I still have an eternity to wait for him to say it. For me, actions speak louder than words. He doesn't have to say it to prove it. His actions alone are enough for me.

"Let's go home." He grinned, a mischievious one and I immediately blushed as he held my hand and led me to the car.

In a few more seconds, we were off in the streets, the car windows down as I screamed happily, singing along with the songs that played on the radio. Puddin' laughed at my actions and it only made me dizzier with happiness.

We reached home and he backed me against the wall, ready to claim me his again. Ready to be one with him again. Ready to bond and unite our souls again. The night was filled with burning passion and desire just as he promised me.

Every touch of his made me feel like I was floating. Every gesture, every caress, every kiss, every moan, every quiver, every shiver, every touch, every glance, every shudder, every last bit of my body has its secret, and he knew exactly how to wake them as he brought me to the edge.

Throughout the whole intoxicating dance of limbs, he never let go of my hands, he held them tightly. He whispered things that he would do to me and he fullfilled them sweetly as I laid completely at his mercy. He worshipped my body, learning new secrets about them.

I couldn't sleep that night. This night had been the best night I had ever had and I couldn't sleep with all of these emotions swirling inside of me. I sighed contedly as I laid on his chest. His chest going up and down as I felt the steady thrum of his heartbeat under my palm. Sleep had caught him and he seemed peaceful, as he held me tightly, in his deep slumber.

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Hola!

I miss that night already. I want to go back to the ball night!! 😢😭😭

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