Okay, I just had to write a one-shot sequel to 'Violent Infatuation', which I enjoyed writing as I did this one. I hope you Joker/Harley fans will adore this small piece.
Joker's POV:
A woman is a complicated, vulnerable and fiery creature who makes an interesting source of prey for the criminals of Gotham City. She is easily manipulated, yet irritating to the point where you desire to kill her the second you lay eyes upon her fragile, slender body.
One female figure I refer to in particular is the little novie, Harley Quinn.
My favorite toy, a foolish puppet played flawlessly into my hands…
Her obsessive infatuation with me is the best advantage I possess over this innocently insane girl.
Harley's chains will always be mine, as she belongs to me. Her iron shackles bolted to my wall of madness…
I made her into what she is now as she stands before me, her head coming only to my shoulder.
She gazes up into my eyes, dazed as if trapped inside a hypnotic trance.
I recognize the sparkle of love glittering in her sky-blue irises like a sapphire.
My ungloved fingers reach up to touch her pale throat. As I press my fingertips harder against her breakable skin, her blood races in her veins, her heart crashing at a dangerous rate in her chest.
She widens her eyes as her tenderness is replaced by fear, my hands clasping themselves around her neck. Sighing heavily, Harley's pretty orbs finally close and her knees buckle underneath her.
Her body falls toward the cold floor as I bend down to catch the unconcious woman. She had been a bad girl and was receiving her punishment.
I catch her before she hits the hard concrete, my arms under her back and small knees. As I carry my harlequin to our room, thoughts of the next day race in my mind.
Tomorrow, I would kiss her and make it all better. She would feel loved and stay by my side until the damnable city of Gotham burns in the flames of Hell.