Joker's POV

I had assumed Falcone would show up tonight. I knew one of his minions here would call him. I also knew he would be an idiot to try anything here. This way, I can send my message to him and show off MY beautiful girl. She has her engagement ring on already which makes me smile. I grab her hand under the table and slide the matching band on too before Falcone can make it over. She is smart and shows no sign of what I am doing, just looks at me lovingly, just two people holding hands crazy about each other.

"Joker." Falcone motions for someone to bring him a seat. Addy and I were sitting opposite of each other in a circular booth, but I grabbed her pulling her to me closely. My gun was ready and at my side.

"Falcone." I said menacingly. I did not like it how he came in and acted like he owned the place. He needed to be taken down a notch.

"Where is my son?" He asks as he sat down.

"Seeking penance for what he has done to my wife." I tell him, anger not even disguised.

"She is his. He can do what he wants to her." I felt my anger along with Addy's, based on her tight grip on my thigh.

"I thought I made it clear, she is MY wife. No one will be taking her. Stand down and your son MIGHT live. I have to make sure he gets the idea through his thick skull, before I consider freeing him." I warned him. I needed him to give up chasing Addy. But I knew what was so special and I was almost doubtful he would.

He then turned to her "You haven't slept with this goddamn freak have you Adelina, have you? You were raised so much better than that."

Her grip on my thigh tightened and I almost thought she was breaking skin with her nails. "That is none of your damn business. Besides, I was raised to always please my husband." She kept her cool and I was impressed. She even smiled during her response.

Falcone slammed his hand on the table, neither of us even flinched making him angrier. "Your husband is my son!"

She simply said "No, he's not."

"You think you have escaped years of abuse. He is tricking you, using you. He knows more than you think. Look what he did to his last girlfriend! He drove her crazy, convinced her to jump in a vat of acid, then constantly beat her. You are nothing better." I wanted to stop him from continuing but I knew that if I did that, I would look like I am trying to hide it. I just stared at her. I saw a fraction of hurt in her eyes but she recovered before Falcone could see.

"He is still better than any of you." Her smile was sweet but her voice was venomous. I could not have been more proud of her. She kept a united front despite her pain. I was impressed.

"You know what Joker? I will take your deal. Bring me my son and I will stop attempting to get Adelina. You know why? Because once she sees the real you, she will come running to us." I just stared darkly at him while he got up and left. Addy sat in silence. I walked her out to the car and drove. The whole ride was silent. She just stared out the window.

We arrived at one of my warehouses. She looked confused. I turned off the car and face her. "Baby, you know I care about you, right?" I was worried she didn't grasp how much she meant to me, but also I wasn't really ready to tell her how deep my feelings ran. I wanted to wait for the right moment, not because Falcone made her doubt me.

"Yes, I know." She says quietly.

"Then what has you bothered?" I lightly brush a strand of hair behind her ear.

"A few things. It's stupid though." She just keeps looking at her hands on her lap.

"Please tell me." I plead with her.

"I am afraid that I will never be enough for you. You have another side, a side that most of the world knows. It doesn't scare me, because it's still you and I care about you no matter what, but unlike Harley, I don't have that side of me to match yours. I will never be enough for that part of you. Plus, you LOVED Harley. I can't compete with that. He was right, I am nothing better." She looked at me finally with such a sadness in her eyes.

I love you. More than I could ever love her. I dream of having a family with you. You are slaying my demons for me so I shall slay yours. You make me a better and stronger man. A man I never thought I could be again. I think all of this but don't say it. I know she needs to hear it. I want her to hear it, to see her face light up with happiness. It just isn't the time. Instead, I kiss her deeply.

"You are more than she could ever dream to be." I tell her. It would have to be enough for now. "Let's go blow off some steam." I smile and she gives me a curious look.

We enter the warehouse and I take her into a large office. There sat a smelly and disgusting Mario chained to a chair. The guards on duty moved to wait outside the room. Various objects of torture were on the table. I was afraid to see if Addy was squeamish about torture. I wanted her to be able to get her revenge for the man that hurt her. I finally looked at her and she stared transfixed at him with nothing but pure loathing and hatred.

"I figured I would let you do the honors." I told her and gestured to the table. She looked at everything there. She froze seeing a crowbar. She grabbed it and screamed hurling it across the room. Maybe that was a bad option to put out there. "I'm sorry baby." She didn't even seem to hear me. Just still looked at the table.

"Addy, please. We grew up together. We were supposed to be married. Look I will talk to my father and make sure you get what you want. Please, don't do this. Please let my father know where I am." She looked at him and I have never seen her more lethal.

"Oh we offered him a deal. We asked him to call off his attempts on me and we would return you. Guess what he said?" Where was she going with this…"He said and I quote 'I have other sons'" She lied. He believed it though and even started crying.

"You stupid bitch. You aren't worth shit." He tried insults.

"Apparently I am worth more to your father than you are." She said hitting him where it hurts emotionally. I watched as she continued to get in his head and psychologically break him. I was so impressed and to be honest, turned on. Then when I thought she was done, she grabbed a knife.

"I am going to cut you as many times as you hit me with the crowbar. Do you remember that magic number?" She said, my stomach was in knots. I didn't want to know. She cut him and counted out loud. I never thought it was going to stop and each cut made me sick, knowing she endured that many hits before I got her. She finally stopped at thirty two. Thirty two times she was hit with a crowbar. I never even seen any of my victims survive ten without looking deformed. This confirmed she was something different, but not invincible. Images of almost losing her flooded me and I felt my control slipping.

Then she stabbed him hard in the hip surprising both him and I. "Now that was for trying to rape me." I froze. This was new news to me. I started seeing red and decided Falcone was going to get his son back, but he would be dead. I started to let the psycho path take over, the he opened his mouth.

"You wanted it bitch." He said. I let go of all control. She punched him across the face. I pushed her out of the way while yanking the knife from her. I carved J's in him as he screamed, making sure there was a 'j' for every cut she put on him. Finally, I stabbed him over and over. Laughing like the maniac I am.

When I was done, I saw her standing there breathing heavy with anger and blood all over her. Even the psychopath part of me wanted her. It even wanted babies with her. Little strong maniacs to raise. He liked her angry and covered in their victim's blood. But he was mad. He had her against the wall with a hand around her throat.

"Why didn't you tell me?!" He screamed in her face. Even he wasn't immune to how her warm body felt against his.

"I thought you knew." she said honestly.

"If I knew he did that, he would not have lived as long as he did." Neither I nor the psychopath currently in control would have allowed it.

She was smart and knew both of us though. "You still want me, don't you Mr. J?" She said huskily. My grip tightened but loosened.

"I want to hurt you really badly." He said as my body rubbed its erection against her.

"Then do it." She whispered. No fear was in her eyes. I joined him and stopped fighting. No way was I going to miss this. I kissed her hard and bit her lip tasting her blood. She bit mine back earning her a slap. She did not even take time to recover before kissing me, her fingers tightly fisted in my hair and pulling hard. She took me by surprise, pushing me onto the table and crawling on top. I grabbed a knife next to us and sliced her dress off, cutting her on her neck, side, and thigh. She retaliated by scratching her nails down my chest, when she met the buttons, she just ripped. I grabbed her hair and pulled her back up to my mouth. I ripped her underwear off with my hands. I picked her up and slammed her hard on the table.

I pulled my belt off and put it to the side and took my pants off. I leaned down and kissed her hard again. She used her foot and kicked me behind my knees forcing me to bend them. She pushed me in the big leather chair behind me and straddled me. Her fierce kisses matched mine. I have never met someone who could leave me so speechless. Fuck I have never let anyone push me around like this but with her, I fucking loved it. Her hands went around my throat, not too hard but enough to make me crazier. I entered her and slammed into her. My hands lifting her up and slamming her back down on my dick.

She was getting more submissive and less aggressive as I fucked her and I took advantage of it. I slammed her back on the table and pulled her knees close to her allowing me a deeper entrance. I grabbed the belt and used it to secure her hands together and I held them straight out above her head. She was screaming with pleasure. I bit her arms causing her to scream more and she came as soon as I bit her tit. I came right after her.

We were both breathing heavily and I had to keep my mouth shut because all I could think is 'I hope she is pregnant.'