The Masked Doll (Damian Wayne x reader)

Chapter 9

I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I watched the red silk dress moving like a wave each time I made a move. It showed a bit too much of my breast for my liking, but Harley said the guy I needed to seduce was a big pervert, so I guessed it was the perfect dress to do this.

I was a bit stressed. I never was the girl who liked to use her body to get what she wanted. But I was the only one of our group who was not known as a criminal or known at whole. I was going to be undercover in party. I would be under another identity of course. I needed to seduce one of the most important doctors of Arkham Asylum and get him to give me his security card which opened locked doors in the asylum. His card has a circuit board that opened the doors. I had a little devise hidden in my bra in order to copy the circuit board and the datas. During that party, I will be Mel – an heiress of a big company from the West coast.

I walked out of the room, entering the living room of Harley's house. The two friends were waiting for me to make sure that my disguise was perfect. They went to me as soon as they saw me, eyes shining with excitement.

"You're perfect Y/N" Ivy said to me with a smile.

"She is better than perfect" Harley screamed of happiness, hugging me tightly. "Come on, I give you one of my favorite cars to drive to the party." She said putting key car into my hand. "it's parked just in front of the house. You remember who is your target? Right! Great!"

I couldn't a smile to reach my face as I looked at the over-excited girl in front of me. She held so much hope in her eyes. She truly wanted to get her Pudding back. Each time his name was mentioned her eyes were filled with love. I guessed that even the maddest people deserved love. And after all, love and madness were closed feeling, weren't they? We do say being madly in love, right?

She kissed my cheek and lead me toward the front door; Ivy opened it and parked in front us was a purple Lamborghini. I gaped at the car. I heard Harley sighting next to me.

"I have so many memories coming back to me when I looked at it" she explained.

Ivy rubbed my shoulders gently.

"Don't be so tensed. You'll be wonderful." She whispered into my ear. She kissed my temple then let go of me. I tried to smile but I was too stressed. I just walked to the car and before going in I waved at their two figures. They waved back.

I drove to the party. It was a party organized by Gotham's mayor. Many businessmen and businesswomen were going to be there. I was stressed that someone could recognize me. I had changed of appearance now but it was still a possibility. I felt a drop of sweat rolling down my forehead. My grip on the steering wheel tightened.

I could do this. I had to. I stopped the car in front of the entrance of the building were the party was. It was time to act like Mel Thesaddlok.

I went out and threw my car keys to a doorman and walked toward the front door. A man at the entrance was checking the identities of the guests. I showed him my fake id card. I didn't know how Harley found a way to get me invited but the man let me in with a smile. The party was held on the top floor of the building. I took the elevator. The doors were about to close when a hand stopped them. A man entered. At first, I didn't recognize him, but he turned his head toward me to greet me. My blood ran cold. It was John Wycliffe, my father's best friend. My heart was beating fast; I was scared that he might see who I was and blew off my identity. I greeted him back with a smile then my eyes stayed fixed on the numbers of floors. With a ping, the doors opened again, and we walked out to the party.