Harley Quinn's Crazy twin

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❤️🖤MARLEY POV🖤❤️

The club went pitch black. I quickly jumped into the stage and got into position.

The stage lit up giving the club just the right amount of light but also highlighting me and the stage. Then the music started playing.

( PLAY VIDEO AT TOP. Btw it's the dance and song that Marley dances to action for action. It will go into other people doing the same dance btw.)

I took a deep breath. Preparing myself. Before starting my dance. As the song played on a could feel everyone's eyes on me.

Can't say I was nervous, I never really did care for what people thought of me. If anything the atmosphere in the room made me more confident. I could feel the sexual Tension with ever guy I made eye contact with.

I could sense lust in ever guys eyes. Not gonna lie the attention I was getting felt good. Just knowing all of them wanted to be going home with me to night felt amazing.

Not because so many of them wanted me, but because Mr. J knew it to. And knowing if he's gonna flaunt the fact that no one can have me. And make me all his.

And make Harley just a side thought. After all that was the whole purpose of my plan. To simply make Harley nothing more then a side piece to my three corse meal.

As the song slowly started drawing to an end I looked over to the Jokers vip box. Where I saw him standing right near the edge hanging on my every move smirking to himself.

I knew I had to take this up a notch. By the way he was looking at me I could tell he thought he already had me. And what's the fun in that.

As the song started drawing to an end. I slowly made my way off stage towards some hunky biker guy sitting near the front of the stage, with his biker gang and some side pieces.

By the end of the song I was straddling this guy. Smirking to myself as the whole club
Irrupted in applause. I made sure to look Mr. J's way as the song ended to catch his reaction.

By the look on his face people we're going to pay. His fist we're gripping the edge of the railing. And all his veins were more defined. And that smirk that once was on his face was wiped clean. It was replaced with a scowl.

I looked away from the joker and back towards The biker. "Call me sometime." I said boldly slipping a piece of paper with my number on it in his leather jacket pocket.

I slowly climbed off his lap. As the club whistled and clapped. I smirked to myself taking a few small bows that I made my way back to the VIP box.

I looked back to the Joker to see the same angry expression on his face. But I didn't care, I just had to give him a taste of his own medicine. It hurt like hell seeing him all over Harley. This is the least I could do to make him feel the same way I did.

I climbed over the railing and into the VIP box.The joker didn't even bother to turn his head in my direction. He just stood there staring at the stage where I once was, his first stop clenching the railing.

I walked over to the sofa and down across from Harley. Who looked beyond irritated. She gave me a dirty look and rolled her eyes. I simply sat there and smirked.

I had to remind her where she stood. And there is no better way to do it, then showing her up in front of everyone. And my plan wasn't even fully executed yet.

———————————————————————Just looked at how many views this story has and I was honestly super shocked. Thank you guys for reading and liking it. I typically get really unmotivated because I feel like it's kind of pointless and no one enjoys it. But if you guys like it just comment and I'll try to write more. Please let me know if there's any spelling errors I typically don't go back and reread it.