T R A P P E D

12. The Fire In My Loins

*~Joker~*

One Week Later...

I was sitting in the private lounge of my nightclub, watching Alex from across the room as she danced to the music that was playing. Since I snuck into her house the other night, we had been inseparable and I was starting to fall hard for her. No matter how much I didn't want to.

"We finally meet." Monster T said, holding his hand out for me to shake it

"Nah, he don't shake hands. But sit down and have a drink." Frost told him.

"Hey, J. On behalf of everybody, welcome back. I wanted to come by and personally say thank you. You making me good money. I'm making you good money."

"Are you sweet talking me?" I asked him, finally giving him my undivided attention. I covered my mouth with my tatted hand and started laughing. "I love this guy. He's so intense!" His eyes wandered across the way, as he stared at Alex, who was dancing sexually as she looked over towards us and smirked at me.

"Mmm. You're a lucky man. You got a bad bitch." I heard Monster T say as I glared at him, seeing that familiar wave of color flash through my sight.

"Oh, that she is. The fire in my loins. The itch in my crotch. The one, the only, the infamous Alexandria! Or as the Gotham news calls her...Black Siren." (Siren: A woman who is considered to be alluring or fascinating but also dangerous in some way.) I whistled for her to come over to the private lounge, and she did with no hesitation. "Ooh, come to Daddy."

"Daddy!" She smiled, laughing a little.

"Listen...you are my gift to this handsome hunka hunka! You belong to him now." I told her, grinning as Monster T eyes widened a little.

"Well..." Alex began, barking at him before taking a seat on his lap. "You're cute. You want me? I'm all yours." I growled a little, feeling my trigger finger itch as he gently pushed her off of him.

"Taylor?" He spoke, making her furrow her eyebrows.

"The name is Alex." She corrected him. He glanced at me and back at her, standing up with his hands raised.

"I don't want no beef."

"You don't want no beef?" I mocked him. "You don't want no beef? You don't want no beef?"

"Listen man..." He began, but Alex cut him off.

"Why, what's wrong? You don't like me? Fine. Don't waste my time then." She walked over towards me and sat in my lap.

"This is your lady and I respect that, but-" I cut him off, gently moving Alex off my lap and sitting up.

"Look, are you enjoying yourself?" I asked him. He looked shocked and scared as he looked back and forth from me to my kitten.

"No...That's your lady, Joker." He said again.

"That's right." I pulled my gun out, aiming it at him as he blurted something else out.

"But I think she's my daughter!"

POW!

Screams filled the club as everyone started running towards the exit, while I glanced at Alex who stared at the dead body in shock.

"Kitten?" I spoke.

"D-Did he just say what I think he said?" She stuttered, glaring up at me.

"He said he thinks you were his daughter." Frost spoke up. "We need to get out of here before Batman shows up and tries to take us all to jail."

"Right, right, right. Let's go, princess." Alex didn't move. She just sat there, staring at Monster T's dead body, with tears in her eyes. "Today, kitten, today!" I clapped my hands in her face, making her shoot me an evil look as she stood up and grabbed my hands.

"Don't fucking clap at me!" She spat, shoving past me as we headed out of the lounge. Surely she wasn't mad about me killing her alleged father, but at the same time...she snapped off on me whenever I did something she didn't like. "Can I drive?"

"Knock yourself out." I said, tossing the keys her way. She smiled and climbed into the car, not even waiting on me to climb into the passenger seat, before she started the car up and started messing with the radio. "Less radio play, more driving."

"Shut up! I got this." She hissed, rolling her eyes at me.

"Feisty...you know I love that, doll face." She smirked as she pressed down on the gas and took off, speeding down the crowded streets of Gotham. She was running every red light, swerving past cars that almost hit us, and causing wrecks all over the place. "You know...if you weren't so crazy, I'd think you were insane." She laughed as she looked over at me.

*~Alexandria~*

"I'll take that as the compliment I know it was meant to be." I said to him. Turning a sharp corner, I noticed that we were being followed, by none other than my dad.

"Oh. We have got company." Joker said, looking out the side mirror.

"Batsy, Batsy, Batsy." I smirked. Though I was smiling on the outside, I was terrified on the inside. If my dad finds out I'm the "Black Siren" which is what Gotham has apparently named me, then I know for a fact that he'll lock me up and throw away the key! "Want me to lose him, daddy?"

"Of course, kitten. Do it!" I sped up, turning a sharp left as I weaved in and out of traffic. "That's it, doll face." He placed his hand on my thigh as I glanced in the rearview mirror, seeing that my dad was having some trouble keeping up with me.

"Where are we going?"

"Back to my house." I nodded my head and slammed down on the gas, turning another sharp corner as I gripped the steering wheel and smiled. Not only did I lose my dad in a high speed chase, but my adrenaline was pumping and I was excited.