The Work Wife Part 6

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You've been working for The Joker for the past 10 years: you speak and act for him and no matter the circumstances, Y/N is always there to take care of everything he needs. The King of Gotham might not be married, yet he has a perfect partner: his work wife.

 The King of Gotham might not be married, yet he has a perfect partner: his work wife

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After 1 Month

The Joker circles the warehouse, inspecting the boxes and crates full of ammo and smuggled goods received with last night's shipment.

"Hmm..." he eyeballs a decorative vase engraved with gold and silver, wondering if the extravagant object should become part of his collection at The Penthouse. His cell start vibrating and J takes it out of pocket, impatient to hear about his wife's routine checkup:

" 'ello," he kicks two packages out of the way.

"Hi," you greet your spouse. "Just got out of my appointment; the doctor said all seems fine. He ordered some lab tests to make sure my blood levels are within the normal range; I should get the results in about 3 days."

"That's awesome!" he grumbles while bending over to grab some papers scattered on the floor. "I'm glad you're ok, I should have come also for moral support."

Y/N smiles at the confession, choosing not to disclose it makes her happy:

"You have to sort out the cargo; the buyer will be there shortly."

"Yeah, but this could have waited."

Your smile gets wider as J fumbles around with several items. 

"Tell you what: I'll finish up some stuff here and I'll drive to pitch in."

The King of Gotham wouldn't normally decline yet he's actually worried after everything that happened.

"Nope, I want you to rest; you've been too active lately and you need to slow down. Why are you giggling?" he smacks his lips, displeased four trunks look like they've been tampered with.

"Nothing in particular," the bubbly Y/N keeps the best for last.

"I'll see you home; I found something I don't like," The Joker grunts as the heavy lid is lifted from one of the containers. "Stay put and relax!" he orders and you nonchalantly drop the bomb:

"Maybe I will," and after a small pause: "Oh! By the way, I was given green light for sex."

" 'kay, see you in a couple of hours," J struggles with the box and waits for your long "Byeeeeee" before hanging up. A few seconds into his task and it hits.

"Holy shit!" he exhales and holds his breath, startled. "Jesus!!" he abandons the precious merchandise, running towards the exit. "Froooossst!!!" he gets his henchman's assistance. "Take over!!"

"Yes sir!" Jonny emerges from one of the SUV's parked inside, not understanding why his boss is in a hurry. "Anything wrong?"

"No!!! I have a personal emergency!!" The Joker shouts and pushes the heavy metal door to the side, wishing he was already at his destination.

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