Chapter Twenty

I woke up to the feeling of the sun shining in my face and I opened my eyes only to see the Joker staring at me from the side of the bed. I screamed and scurried to the other side of the bed, all the while he was laughing.

"You bastard! Why the hell would you want to scare the hell out of me like that!?" I screamed at him while my heart was getting back to normal.

"You are just too easy to scare, Princess." He said as he got on the bed on his knees. "Now, what do you say about a little fun before I leave hmmm? You know in case I don't come back from my little meeting."

Before I knew it, he tackled me and pinned me to the bed. Before I could send out a retort he claimed my lips with his and we both let out a little moan. His hands traveled up my body and mine ran up and down his chest before resting on his shoulders.

His lips left mine and traveled down my neck, leaving little love bites all the way down to where my pulse was racing. I felt him shudder above me as his hand went under my tank top and rest on my stomach while his other was beside my head. He stopped kissing me and gazed into my eyes, brown meeting green.

"Mischa, what are you doing to me? I was never this soft and the fact that I let you off torturing our dear friend just proves this." He said softly. "I would have killed anyone else if they defied me even remotely like that."

"Maybe, you're becoming more like yourself, Jack." I answered back.

He drew in a deep breath and claimed my lips even more brutally than he did earlier. His hands began running across my torso and finally went underneath my shirt and on my breast. I let out a moan which just spurned him on even more.

My hands again went down his torso to his belt and pulled him even closer to me and he let out a growl. Encouraged by this I went and pushed his jacket off his broad shoulders and started unbuttoning his green vest all the while he kissed me like it was his last moment. Finally, the vest was unbuttoned and tossed to the side and he was only in his purple dress shirt and green tie.

He pulled me up and tugged my tank-top off revealing my bare chest and I grabbed him by the tie and pulled him back to me on the bed. He kissed me like a man crazed and I started to unbutton his shirt, finally getting frustrated with the number of buttons and just ripping the shirt apart. He chuckled as he shrugged the now ruined shirt off his body.

I traced every scar down his back as he continued to kiss me. His mouth left mine and I whimpered in loss until his mouth connected with one of my breasts. I raked my nails down his back.

Just then, a buzzer on his watch went off and he stopped. He looked at me and put his head down, sighing. He gave me one last lingering kiss before getting off the bed and walking to the closet, tugging his tie off.

"I Hate to leave you right now but, I have a very important meeting regarding a very good friend of the mob. And you just love ruining my shirts don't you princess?" He said as he put on a new dress shirt and started buttoning it.

"Maybe, you should wear less frustrating clothes then." I snorted out, only slightly frustrated on the mood he left me in.

He laughed while tying a fresh tie.

"I'll have to remember that, darling." He replied as he came over and shrugged his vest back on his body. "Now, my men know that you're essentially in charge while I'm gone. If you need anything just go up and ask one of them, except of course to be released." He gave me a kiss and started walking out the door.

"Jack," I called out, he stopped and faced me. "Please be careful."

"Don't worry, I always am." He said as he let out a genuine smile.

Hours passed since the Joker left with a group of his men, that was the only consolation that I had. I shook my head in disbelief, I couldn't believe that the Joker was now someone that I worry about. I started to pace again in the living room, worrying my lip with my teeth. I heard a vehicle in the driveway and a group of people slamming around.

I looked at the door and saw the group that Joker took with him walk through the door. I held my breath until I saw the purple bodied man walk by the archway and look at me. I stood there for a moment until I ran to him, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"I never knew you cared this much, Princess." He said holding me close. "Now, come, your Uncle is on television speaking of what the city is going to do with the villainized Batman."

He put me down and took my hand and led me to the couch. He sat me down and turned on the television and flipped it to the right channel. We tuned at the moment at it seemed the end and what my Uncle said stopped my heart.

"I am Batman."