The New Dancer

Stay with you

•The New Dancer•
•Stay with you•
•Part Ten•

                      ⚠️Warning⚠️
Mature & Sexual content in this chapter

You rode home in a black Jaguar with Frost and the money. You hadn't seen the Joker yet, you were worried he was mad at you seen as though you didn't ride with him. Did you do something wrong? Did you screw up the job?

You tried to push away your paranoia and relaxed in your seat. You watched all the Gotham city lights go by still feeling the adrenaline rush you had from robbing a man blind for £50 million. You felt great, you felt alive. You missed this all too much, the rush you got from stealing, having control being whoever you wanted to be. No rules, no restrictions.

You pulled up outside the glorious mansion of Mr J, you unbuckled your seat belt seeing the Jokers purple Lamborghini already here. Frost came round to your door opening it for you, you stepped out the car thanking him. He closed the door and turned to you.

"Boss is waiting for you inside" he said and got back in the car and drove away. That was strange you thought. You walked up the marble steps to the double oak front doors and swung them open.

All the lights were off inside apart from one room lit up by candles - the living room - you walked through the house listening out for J but hearing nothing. You walked into the threshold of the living room and a surprise caught your eyes.

The room had been covered in candles which burned dimly in the corners, the fire place was lit giving off warmth. The regular polar bear skin rug had been replaced with a white tiger skin one and there was a vase of blood red roses on the coffee table along with a bottle of champagne and two glasses. The room looked beautiful and gave off a comfortable mood with the sound of the fire crackling you felt safe, happy.

Then you noticed him.

He was sat in the darkest corner of the room in a black leather chair, watching you through the shadows.

"Mr J?" You questioned, squinting through the darkness.

He raised from the chair and slowly made his way over to you from across the room.

"Welcome home Doll" he purred taking your hand and kissing it. A warm feeling spread through your veins like wild fire.

"What's all this Mr J?" You asked gesturing to the romantic set up.

"You did so good today baby, I thought I'd give you a nice treat. Come, sit. Have a drink with me" he gestured to the sofa.

He placed his hand on the small of your back, guiding you to the sofa like a gentlemen, he then proceeded to pour you a glass of champagne each, he handed you yours then sat next to you on the leather sofa. Not too close to you and for some reason that disappointed you. Your thighs itched and you desperately wanted to move closer.

J raised his glass and said "to you" you blushed in the dark room and clinked glasses with him taking a sip.

You looked at him in the glow of the candle light, he had never looked more handsome. He wore a smart tuxedo as if to celebrate. His eyes were dark and seemed to bore into you. You stared at eachother for what seemed like hours before you broke the silence.

"Did everything go to the plan?" You asked tentatively, wondering if you did something wrong, wondering if he was watching you the whole time.

He took another sip from his glass then said "Everything went better than I could have imagined! All because of you. Sweet, sexy, seductive you." He purred, making heat pool in your panties.