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Imagine you being a villain at the Jokers club, where you meet and work with him
Letting the dufflebag (Y/n) had just stolen go with a loud thump on the floor, she walked over to her closet and grabbed a dress she had stolen the other day. She slipped out of her clothes and put the midnight black dress on.
It gripped to her skin and showed off her body. The dress ended mid thigh with a slit on the left side. (Y/n) grabbed some black heels and swiftly left the small abandoned building.
She strutted her way towards the huge club filled with drunk people, the music vibrating the path she walked as soon as she was insight with it. (Y/n) walked in, shoving the security guards past as she made her way to the stage.
As she made her way she noticed in the corner of her eye that the Joker was there talking to some man on business. Smirking (Y/n) lept onto the stage and started to dance to the beat of the music, making it her goal to catch the Jokers attention.
Her hips swayed to the beat as she let go, dancing as she pleased, moving her hands up her body. (Y/n) twirled and grabbed a glass of a random guy, looking at her from the stage, dancing smoothly to the beat, and took a swig of it before throwing it near the VIP area where the Joker was, getting his attention.
She continued to dance, pulling up another guy and dancing with him. Out of the corner of her eye, (Y/N), could see the Joker watching her intensely, leaning forward in his seat. She grinned as her plan worked, grinding on the guy before getting pulled of stage by a tough looking guy.
"Boss wants to see you." He stated before shoving (Y/n) towards the VIP lounge.
(Y/n) smirked as she walked in, looking at the Joker in the eye as she sat down opposite him. She took in his features as they both stared at each other, he had a dark purple shirt on revealing his tattoos on his stomach and chest. This made him even more attractive to (Y/n).
"Why don't you come sit on daddy's lap." The Joker spoke, patting his knee.
"Daddy? I only call boys daddy on the second date." (Y/n) smirked as she leaned in closer, staying in her seat.
The Joker chuckled as he locked eyes with her once again, "I've been watching you, (Y/n). You intrigue me. And because of that I want you to work with me."
"Work with you or for you?" She asked raising an eyebrow.
"With me. I don't need another Harley, and I don't need another minion. I need a business partner and you fit the bill perfectly, doll."
The smirk returned to (Y/n)'s face as she backed into her chair lazily, "I'll think about."
"You'll think about it?"
"I'll think about it, let you know in a couple of days if I want to be your partner or not." And with the she got up and slowly made her way out.
"And how will I know if you want to do it?"
"Oh you know," She started turning back to face him, "Let's just say Gotham's bank will loose a bit of money if I'm in."
And with that (Y/n) walked away, hearing the Jokers laugh echo throughout the club.
