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Behave//11.

Info:Harley reluctantly joins The Joker in a meeting at his club with an infamous drug lord who just so happens to be quite a feminist and her business offer is on the lines as she sees their relationship in front of her eyes.-

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I let out a sigh of boredom as my hands fiddled with the back of my gold necklace that I was trying so hard to tie. My matte red lips smacked together in concentration at the tedious and reluctant task. My black, sequinned, skimpy dress sat comfortably on my slim body as I stood before the mirror with a smirk at my ravishing body. I'm surprised J doesn't go hard 24/7.

I let out a giggle as the metal clip attaches onto my necklace and I have one more look in the mirror before setting off down the hall with a grin. Which was hopefully good enough to hide the fact that I was not at all interested in the business meeting, especially since it's with a woman. J usually tries to seduce them, so I know he's just bringing me here for torture.

I strut down the hall above the floor, my red heels clicking on the floorboard in an even pace. As I near the end opposite the stairs I see J leaning against the banister tapping his finger on his arm as they crossed and with one foot bent around his ankle.

He looks up with narrowed eyes. "What took you so long?" He snaps straightening himself up and walking up to me.

I roll my eyes. "Sorry, but I have to dress up this good to keep your reputation going." I retorted back with an equal amount of sass.

I hear a short growl come from his throat as he roughly grabs my wrist and starts to drag me down the staircase.

"Behave yourself this time. I don't want to have to punish or embarrass you like the last week." He said sternly looking over his shoulder at me as I stumbled to keep up with his pace.

I narrowed my eyes at the thought.

As soon as we turn the corner my eyes widen at the woman standing at the booth in the empty bar. It was completely closed just for this meeting.

Her long black hair skimmed her elbows and her light green eyes stood out with her turquoise,velvet dress. It was dangerously close to her ass but she hid it exceedingly well. She was tanned too, which added more beauty.

I almost let out a gasp at how dashing she looked. I wouldn't be surprised if she could control any man at the click of her fingers. And a minute ago I thought I was the most beautiful woman in Gotham.

"Well I'm pleased to see you're fashionably late, (C.T) Mr.Joker." She shouted over to us with a voice that sounded so sweet and innocent but my gut told me otherwise.

I could feel the grip on my wrist tighten at her words knowing already that this meeting was going to go well.

"Yes, and I'm pleased you're in a peachy mood." He replied with a wicked grin leading me to the booth lightly pushing me onto one of the leather couches.

"I guess today has been good, but I'm not sure it will get any better." She muttered looking at my wrist that was a light tint of red from his grip.

"Well Violet, the feelings mutual." He smiled holding my hand, obviously hiding my mark.

"So, you want to talk about ordering a shipment of my best stuff?" She asked looking back up at his face.

I sighed looking around as their conversation continued. Suddenly my eyes landed on a large red wine bottle, definitely expensive. They continued to chat about the deal while I gripped the top and gently tipped it into a slim glass in front of me.

I held it up as Violet nodded and I began to pour it into her glass. I looked over to J who nodded too whilst talking but I just pretended I didn't see and sat back up with a kind smile.

I heard an angry huff come out of his mouth while Violet giggled slightly as he reached over and poured himself a glass all the way to the brim.

They began to talk and haggle more while I just became more bored. I actually thought it would have been more fun but I guess I was wrong, like always. As I gazed around past the talking woman I saw a mean, buffed up bodyguard standing behind her.

As I was about to study him more two pale fingers were snapping in front of my face.
I blinked a few times looking over at J. "Fetch another bottle would ya?" He asked as I looked down at the wine bottle was empty. Already?

I sighed and nodded grabbing the empty bottle and standing up. As I was leaving I heard Violet comment on his request.

"Do you have any respect for her?" She asked with narrowed eyes.

He began to think of the best option to say right now as his whole business offer could be blown. "Don't worry, she gives me even less respect." He smiled but soon realised that was not the wisest choice.

She just mumbled a 'Mhm.' And leaned back listening to him talk again.

I couldn't hear the rest so went off behind the bar counter grabbing the next most expensive bottle. It was also red, and was shimmering under the overhead light.

I strutted back over holding it in two hands and began to pour Violet a glass. "Me too." Puddin' says this time knowing I couldn't just ignore him now.

I smiled sweetly nodding my head. I began to pour him some of the cool red liquid. It began to drizzle out the top. Suddenly the bottle 'slipped' in my hand and the drink went everywhere. On the table, on the floor, even some went on J's trousers.

His eyes widened in shock then turned dark with anger. He stood up with me copying him and opened his mouth with a finger pointing to me. "You fucking idiot!" He roared.

Violet did not look pleased at all. She picked up her purse from the ground and gave a stern look to J. "Maybe we'll meet again Mr.Joker." She said and began to walk towards the exit.

J doesn't like when people turn their back on him so in a blink of an eye his revolver was out and the body guard along with Violet both slumped to the ground.

"Well now all this was pointless." I sighed looking at the blood staining the back of their clothes. I looked back at J who was breathing heavily.

"Go.To.Your.Room." He growled staring at the bodies.

"I'm not some fucking child." I retorted folding my arms.

"WELL A CHILD WOULD BE ABLE TO BEHAVE THEMSELVES!" He barked as I jumped and began to run for the stairs, skipping a step each time.

I listened from our room and heard a few glasses shatter and tables break. I'm guessing he really wanted that business deal. Oh well, I didn't really like the bitch anyways. I have to be the best looking one around here.
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