Harley Quinn x Batman

I don’t know what it is with Batman. He checked me out before he took me to Arkham. He also took my picture.  You can’t deny that look. Anyways I just got out of Arkham today. I was only in for 1 day. I had messed up Joker’s plan. His gonna be pissed. He will forgive me like always I know he will. I get to the hideout and Scarecrow waves me inside. I feel something is happening. Scarecrow grabs my arm and leads me to the Joker’s conference room. I’m surrounded with his villain pals. Somethings wrong. Probably ‘because of the last accident with me exploding the landmines before Batman got there.. "Thank you, you can go sit now.” the Joker commanded. The Joker caught a connection with my eyes and gave me a furious look into my eyes, which immediately scared me. He ignored the now frantic and fearful look on my face. “What’s wrong Mistah Jay?” I stand there shaking. Suddenly, I get a punch in the stomach and a slap across the face as I fall to the ground. Croc, Penguin and everyone is use to Joker beating me. They can’t stop him. That’s why Ivy is back in jail. She tried stopping him and ended up releasing a big monster on arkham. “What did I tell you about interrupting me!?” Joker starts to yell at me. I cough up a little bit of blood. He kicks me in the stomach, and stomped on my back. I try to get a breath in, but instead I get up, trying not to pass out. Wobbling into the other room as I hear Mistah J laugh at my pain. I grab my cloths and sneak out the hideout. At the hospital, I get checked in and I ask for a police officer to stay guard at my door. The doctor tells me I have a broken rib. I was lucky. The doctor told me if he would’ve kept stomping on me I would’ve died because of a internal bleeding. This is it. I’m sick of him beating me. I try to get some sleep for the night, but it hurts to much to move. The next morning, I get pain killers, still in pain. I can’t take this. I could die because of him just beating me. I don’t want to do this.

After leaving Joker, I felt more alone than ever. Ivy was in jail. Of course, I wasn't allowed at her place without her being there. I took off my Quinn suit for good. I'm just Harley for now.
I walked into Wayne hotel. I took out my debit card, paying for my room. I could see Bruce Wayne walking out of the party from the main room. I knew he caught a glance of me.
"Harley?" I knew it. Bruce looks into me with beautiful green eyes. I never noticed it before, but up close he is very attractive. "What brings you here?" he smiled. "Not with Mistah J anymore. Trying to be good actually.." he seemed shocked. "I'm going to my room.. I'll see ya later Bruce." I walked off. Why did he talk to me? I get in the elevator, I see him staring at me. It closes, and I journey to the 20th floor. Heading to room 1004. As I unlock my door, I see the Penguin come out with Killer Croc. Killer Croc waves at me. I wave back. I lock my door behind me. After I unpack my bags, and let my hair flow down. I take out my green contacts, and dye my hair to brown. I turn on Stereo Love, and drift into the music as I change clothes. I sat on the bouncy bed, holding close my costume. I threw it across the floor. It landed on the feet of someone. "Done being a jester?"... It rang in my head for awhile. Batman. When I looked at his face, Never gonna be alone came on. "yeah.. I'm done." I grinned. With no expression on his face, he hugged me. My pain drifted away. I pushed away, and kissed his cheek. "Goodnight bats" I shrugged and got under the covers.

Around 8 a.m. I got a wake up call, and wine was sent up with breakfast. It had a note card that read "hey, meet me at Wayne Enterprises at 10. ~Bruce"
What does he want? I ate breakfast and got into my favorite purple dress, black high heels at least 4 inches tall. My curly hair flowed down as I went down the steps, because the elevator was out. I finally checked my Iphone on the taxi ride there. 4 missed calls from Joker. Looks like I'm gonna change my number.
I get my number changed, and delete contacts from my phone. All I have left is Ivy. Hope she is doing okay. Since it is only 9 o'clock I'm gonna go see her. I stopped by the store and got her a rose, and some chocolate filled with poison. I get checked, and go to see her. "hey Red." She looks at me. Confused. "Thought the clown didn't want you seeing me?" Staring at her empty, "His gone." "Sorry Harley. I didn’t know." "Its okay, Got you these." She smiled and tasted the chocolate. "My favorite. Thanks." She hands me a flyer. "Joker sent this out today. Looks like he is trying to find you."

Flyer:
Where is Quinn?
If you know of her whereabouts report to joker's crew ASAP!

"Well, looks like I'm gonna need to keep moving, and change names. And debit cards." I sigh. "Quinny boo, see if you can talk to Wayne. I know it'll be weird but he will do it trust me.” Me and Red are the only ones who know that Bruce is Batman. Joker has no idea I know. Red hates Joker, and bad enough likes Bruce. Shes my best friend, so at the meeting I’m gonna do it. I pull out a stuffed toy rat for catwoman. “Here, tell her I said hey.” I walked to Wayne Enterprises. When I walked in and told I had an appointment to see Bruce. They sent me up to the top floor, which was the 40th floor. They said I could wait in his office. While I did, I was unattended. I’m surprise he trusts me. I walk to the window and stare at the city. Crime seemed to happen so much. I sit down, knees against my chest. Even though I am wearing a dress I didn’t care. All I could feel was the cold air from the fan that seemed to buzz. The buzzing brought back a memory of my college days. When I use to work so hard to get my degree. I ruined it, with the criminal record I have now, lucky if I even get a job flipping burgers.


“Harley?” It catches me off guard. I feel embarrassed so I lift my dress down to stand up. “Call me Harleen Frances Quinzel.” I try to look professional. “Harley is so much more beautiful.” I glance up thinking is he really saying this to me. This womanizer thinks that Harley is beautiful. The slave name I was given by a life ruiner? “If you want to call me that Harley I’m fine with that.” I blush a little bit. I sat on his desk and stared at him. “So, why did you want to see me?” I see him looking up and down my body. Perv. While he started to talk, I was wandering on in the office looking at pictures. I didn’t pay attention to a word he said. I glanced at him, he was at the window, staring out to the wondrous terrible world who stole his parents. I hug him from behind, putting my chin on his shoulder. “How does it feel to be alone?” I asked almost as a whisper in his ear. I rubbed his sides. I could tell he was nervous with as many girlfriends he had… I’m surprised. “Bruce?” My voice cracks again. “You okay puddin’?” I turn him around and stare into his eyes. My heart starts to race. I feel like his pulling me in. He has this thing I can’t.. I just.. He makes me lose my focus. I step away. What’s this feeling. Is this feelings for Batman, or Bruce? “I wanna ask a favor..” It just slipped out. Stupid. He isn’t gonna let you be with him. “Joker is looking for me. I need to change my name, and I need a place to stay. Somewhere he won’t look. Penguin and Croc are down the hall so I need to slip out. Can you be my superhero? I know you’re Batman, Bruce.” I couldn’t shut up. I was nervous. I wanted him to say yes, I wanna be with him. The money meant nothing to me. Not a damn thing. Power, unlikely. I felt safer with him. He knew what he was doing.

What if he doesn’t like me. He kinda grinned. What does that mean!?? I wanted to scream at him. I get closer and I don’t why but I grab his face and kiss his cheek again. I smile and walk away. I hope he gets my hint. “Tell me what you think about what I said later. Bye puddin.” I closed the door behind me. “WAIT!” He yelled for me, but I didn’t listen. Took the elevator down, got a taxi to my hotel. On the ride there, Listen To Your Heart came on the radio! Really. He can show me if he wants my heart. He can have it, but he has to show me. I pay the taxi driver and get out.

Something was off. I walk in. And the hotel lobby was empty. I cautiously get into the elevator. I slip off my heels, and open the square over me taking my heels with me. I close the square behind me. My criminal instinct kicked in. I climbed the ladder that was on the side all the way to the 20th floor. Going through the air ducts, I head to my room. I drop in my room like a spy in a mission. I packed my stuff up ready to go. I get a call from the Bruce “Harley, its Bruce. I need to get you out of there now. Jokers there, he’s in the elevator… I can stop it for a few seconds honey. I don’t want you to get hurt. Get out of there.”... I hang up. I slipped out the window door that over viewed the city. Since the hotel only went up 20 floors and then there was the roof. Throwing my bag on the roof, I grab the railings and balanced myself on it. Then I jumped onto the roof, barely making it. When the Bat helicopter went by dropping the rope I grab it and pulling my body and my bag up. As soon as I get in, I realize I left my Quinn costume the original design and the nurse Quinn in the room. CRAP! I still have my last outfit, the one with leather and its two pieces. We go to Wayne manor, the helicopter landing pad is in the cliff. We go into the Batcave. I get out putting my heels back on, holding my bag. “Thanks Ba… Bruce.” I almost said babe.. OMG. Alfred offers to take my bag, I said no thank you I got it.. I didn’t wanna be rude. Alfred got my bag from my hand anyway and left me alone with Bruce. Bruce decided to come up behind me and hug me. His breathing on my neck was unbearable. I couldn’t believe how good it felt. I wanted it to stop, but he was still in the Batman costume. It felt so wrong but so right.

Batman kisses my neck, and thats when I pull away. He has a sad expression while he walks to his computer and starts to type. I wish he wouldn’t be sad. I didn’t mean to hurt him. I just can’t get close to him right now. My stomach gets butterflies that make me feel good that makes me want to be his. I need a miracle. “Miss Quinn, your room is ready let me show it to you.” Alfred interrupts my thought. I run and hug Batman one more time and kiss his cheek, then follow Alfred to my room. “Right across from Master Bruce. If you need anything let me know Miss Quinn.” He starts to show his age a little bit when he said that. “Thank you Mr. Pennyworth.” Yeah I did my research about the Wayne family before. I lock the door, put my clothes then sit on the bed. Pulling out my laptop and my geeky glasses checking my emails. Joker.. Wow. So many IDGAF emails. “Come back” “I love you” “I need you” Wow.. Just wow. He is really insane if he thinks I’m gonna believe him. BEEP. Another email, from Red.. Is she out of jail already?

Dear Harley;
Look, Joker bailed me out of jail. I’m throwing this email away. I refuse to let him find you. Stay out of trouble…
Love, Red

I start to tear up. He better not hurt her. I will kill him. I swear.. I wipe my eyes. I suddenly hear the sound of what seems to be a motorcycle.  I get up in my diamond faded overgrown sweater, staring out the window with runny mascara. Boy blunder.. I knew it. I turn music on my laptop, keeping it on low, I start to dance. “I’ll be your best friend, and you’ll be my Valentine.. Yes you can hold my hand if you want to, cause I want to hold yours too. We’ll be playmates and lovers, and share our secret worlds.” Singing to a song, laying on my cold bed. This chamber that is so different, so weird to me. I don’t wanna be alone in it. I get up hoping I won’t regret this. I start to shake opening my door, everyone must have been asleep. I go to downstairs to the kitchen. Opening the fridge, and searching for something to eat. I sense someone watching me. “Please be lost and lookin for me” I turn around and its boy blunder. GREAT. Just what I needed a smartbutted kid. “haha, well I always have tricks up my sleeve.” My voice catches him off guard. “HARLEY!???!!” he screams my name. “Shut up, before you wake everyone up. GOD.” I turn to get a snack. I can feel his eyes searching me, make sure I wasn’t up to anything. I knew I wasn’t trusted. Bruce is probably going to bug my computer, and phone. Grabbing a soda, with some chips I head back to my room. Before I do, I run my fingers over boy blunders face.

I open the bottled soda trying not to spill it. I sit it down on my side table. Not even touching my chips I sit it down. I walk to Bruce’s door. I barely touch it before Bruce opens the door. “Mind if we talk for a little bit? I can’t sleep.” I stare at him. “Yeah, I can’t sleep either.” He opens his door, letting me in. I forgot what I was wearing. Not very lady like to just have a pair of underwear and a huge faded diamond shaped pattern sweater that you got from Killer Croc for your birthday. It was a sweet gift, poor guy tries. Bruce looks at me trying not to stare so badly. I sit in a chair with my legs hanging off the side. Bruce sits across from me in another chair, the fireplace already on. “So, what’s up?” my voice seemed shaky. “Nothing much, talking to you…” Robin busts through the door, interrupting Bruce’s sentence. “Why is Harley….Oh…” He saw me and stopped. “Why are you even here?” He gets in my face, trying to start an argument. I ignore him. “I am here because I am wanted here.” I glance at Bruce, he smiles at me. “She’s with me Jason.” Jason. That name.. I remember.

*Flashbacks to 4 years ago, Robin (Jason) would have been 10* I kidnapped Robin, trying to turn him into a mini Joker. I feel ashamed talking about it now. No wonder he hates me.

I get up and hug him. “I’m sorry Robin, for I tried to do to you.” I let go, walking back to my room, locking my door. I turn my laptop off and go to bed. Maybe tomorrow won’t be so bad. Night darkness, you horrid beauty. God, if you hear me, Thanks for leaving me here at Bruce’s. I pass out after I say my prayer.

Evil laughter comes from my closet door. I get up to open it. “Harley, why did you leave?” I get chills going through my body. I creek it open a little bit, but it forces itself to slam open. Smoke rolls out from the empty closet. I’m knocked on my feet by a huge gust of wind. Pinning against the wall, not being able to move. I scream “HELPP!” I scream louder and louder. I see a sinister smile glow from the closet doorway. The face is faded but clear for me to notice who it is. “No.. LEAVE ME ALONE!”

I jerk upwards gripping my hair. I must have kicked the covers off the bed. They laid dead on the floor. I get up shivering, walking into the bathroom. It’s big enough to be a bedroom. It had a hot tub, a bathtub, a walk in shower with a lovely toilet and sink. I walk to the sink, sweating. Turning the cold water on throwing it on my face. Leaning my back against the wall I start to doze off. In a corner, laying there snuggled so close to myself. Why can’t he just go away.

I awake with Alfred kneeling beside me shaking me. “Ma’am, Master Bruce wants you to come to the study.”. After I get up and stretch, he leaves. I grab some jogging pants, and my air force t-shirt that I had for years. This shirt was given to me from my sister. I slide on some slippers that are super fuzzy. I walk down the hall to the study, and slipping through the crack opening of the door. Bruce and Jason were waiting on me. “Hey..” My voice loves to sound shaky. “Alfred said he found you in the bathroom, was something wrong?” Jason asks the question buntley. “Yes. I woke up from a nightmare. Decided to go to the bathroom to wash my face, must’ve fell asleep.” I answer quickly. “What was the nightmare about?” Bruce asks this time. His voice was comforting. “Joker.” My eyes hit the floor as soon as I said it. “He had pin me to where I couldn’t move and I started to freak out.” I kept talking. “When I awoke from my nightmare I went to the bathroom like I said, to wash my face.”. Alfred comes in and announces something that really terrifies me. “Poison Ivy is here sir. She wants to speak to Miss Quinn.” I run downstairs trying not to trip. When I see Red standing at the front door I go and tackle her to the ground.

“I missed you Red.” I blink my eyes. “I missed you too, I had to make sure you were safe. I escaped from Joker. Just making sure you stuck for the plan. I gotta get going. I’m headed to California. You’re welcome to come with….” Red cut off when she saw Alfred, Bruce and Jason standing behind us. “You’re welcome to come with me.” She finally finishes after a breather. “We want her here. We can protect her here.” Jason smiles putting his arm on my waist. “I guess I’m staying. Keep in touch?” I grin at Red and she nods yes. We hug one more time before she leaves. I’m apart of the Batman Crew now. Well I can’t get arrested for being good. Sooooooooooooooooo, I guess I’ll just stick with it. Jason blushes pulling his arm away from my waist when he catches Bruce giving him an evil stare. Bruce is jealous… And that’s super cute. “Anyone want lunch?” Alfred grins putting out a idea. I giggle.

For lunch Alfred made some caviar. EWWWW caviar is so nasty. UGH fancy people food. Whatever happened to fast food? Nothing but a good crime and burger king to satisfy a perfect night. I wonder what would happen if I dated Bruce? If we broke up? Will he turn to crime? Would he turn gay for the Joker? Would me and Bruce have kids? My thoughts wandered off as I stared at him. “Harley?” What if I kissed him.. on the lips? “Harley? You okay?” I shake my head getting out of my daze, everyone is staring at me thinking what in the world was I thinking. “huh.. Yeah I’m okay, just off in space..” He is really handsome you have no idea. AGH, why do you have to be so gorgeous? I since myself starting to blush, looking at him he is blushing too. Harley Quinn a insane criminal, and Batman the dark, mysterious, handsome, rich superhero. Could we ever be a couple?


In the kitchen we chat and joke around for awhile. Bruce leaves with Jason to go to the batcave. Alfred and I stand there. “So, am I gonna be a superhero or just a criminal on good behavior?” I joke with Alfred, he chuckles. “I have made a few adjustments to your suit.. wanna see?” I was gonna be working beside what once was my enemy, wow. My life is changing so quick. My shirt instead of the the white tore up shirt with joker’s face, it has the bat symbol. Black bat symbol, on a white shirt looks really good. I put my hair up in pigtails, then into buns. I love his drawing sketch. The jacket and the pants I love. As soon as we finished with the shirt I went and joined Bruce and Jason in the batcave with my new outfit. Bruce was back as Batman, go figure. Jason was trying to put his mask back on. I tap Batman on the shoulder and pose, he turns then glances, goes back to his work. He must have processed that I was wearing something different, because he turned right around, got up staring at my new outfit. He had a glance of passion in his eyes when he saw my shirt.“Looks good.” Even as Batman he holds back. I grab a batarang, my hammer, and my grappling gun. “Miss Quinn here is your ride.” Alfred uncovers a go-kart that has has bullet proof glass, it’s black and purple, it has wheels that can’t be harmed, neither can the go kart it self. ITS INDESTRUCTIBLE! “Looks like I’m going to give it a test ride.” I smile, and get in. A screen of Robin, Batman and Alfred shows up. “We can communicate like this,  you also have a GPS, and the go kart itself can only be open by you, Batman, Robin or myself. The code is 1004. And if you need anything else. Just channel me.” ALfred’s screen goes to a white snow. I push the button that said start. I start to drive to the city. I start laughing and smiling. Batman shows up on his screen. “Harley, I wanted to say I think you look amazing, and I am glad you’re staying with us. Want to go on…” He hesitates. “on what?” My eyes widen, and I get curious. “crime date with me sometime?” Hehe, he is so cute. He starts to blush and I blush back. I blow him a kiss. And turn my screen off.

I send him my coordinates. Heading to the Police station, on the roof of course, waiting for my crush just to fly in. Commissioner Gordon stands with me. “Who are you suppose to be?” He looks at me concerned. “Gordy do you really not recognize me? I’m hurt.” He pulls out a gun and points it to the back of my head. Finally Batman arrives. “Hey! Wait! She’s on our side now.” Glad he is taking up for me. He puts his arm around my waist. “Her and the Joker aren’t a thing anymore. And she needed some help, she wants to turn her life around Commissioner.” He was serious, it might sound stupid but it is true. Commissioner looked like we were crazy. “If you believe that she isn’t a threat to Gotham then I guess it isn’t a problem.” Commissioner doesn’t like the thought of me doing this. He leaves. Pissed just a little bit. I hold on to Batman close, staring him in the eyes. I stand on my tippy toes to kiss him. We both get chills. I slip from his arms. I can’t stop this beating in my heart. I don’t love him. I can’t.. It won’t work. I just.. I don’t wanna hurt anymore. Joker use to beat me. I don’t want the kind of man he was. “I’m gonna go parole the city.” I use my grappling gun and fly through the city. I check Joker’s old hiding spot. Nothing, it’s full of dust. I take my hyenas, Lucas and Joel. “Come on babies. We’re leaving.”  Putting them into the go-kart I speed off to the manor. I have to have my babies. They are well trained. When we get to the Batcave I put the babies into cages. I feed them some raw meat. “Alfred? They are harmless, they like to play. Raw meat are the best thing to feed them. I’m gonna go. Bye thank you!” I get back into the gokart. I ride off to some old hangouts, just to creep by. So many old memories. I finally get tired of waiting around for my old friends to do something bad, so I go back home and sleep. Hah.. Home…

I wake up at 4 in the morning, I went to bed around 1. I feel refreshed, not sleepy anymore. The only thing needs is a home theatre, and a room to dance in. ♫Oh oh here we go, never been in love like this before. I just wanna make you mine♪ The song stays in my head for the next hour, I catch myself humming along with it. I start to clean the study, reading a book “The Limited Psycho”. It’s pretty good. I don’t know how Bruce, Jason and Alfred feel about me wearing nothing but a big shirt and panties with a smile on my butt, I mean it is pretty big. It has a saying on it “Smile, you’re not dead yet” And it has a deadpool symbol on it. Fangirling for a moment, he is a big inspiration. He is the coolest, and funniest. What am I thinking? He is nothing but a perv in tights. Eh. I skip lightly to my room. Reaching into the bag of my stuff I get out my skull. Not my actual skull, its a skull that I found on a bench. It’s plastic, looks like one you would get from walmart. I named him Fred. I tell fred everything. “Come on Freddy boy, we’re gonna read books.” I smile, and skip back down the hall with Fred in my hand. I lay on the carpet next to the fireplace, with Fred beside me, looking at old pictures in my photo album. “See this is the day Ivy kidnapped me and smashed a cake in my face.It was her birthday gift to me. Oh and this one is me and my babies.” Smiling at Fred, I throw the ones of Joker, and every other villain besides me and Ivy in it, or the hyenas in it.

I must have fell asleep because when I awoken I had Jason laying beside me and he was asleep too. He was drooling on a picture of Red, he can keep it. I decided to be nice and hold him up. Poor kid. I carry him to his room, and lay him in bed. On the way back to the study I see the clock say 7 am. I sigh, walking back to the study. To my surprise Bruce was in there sipping on a beer. With my shirt hanging off one shoulder, it is able to cover my butt. Nothing but his boxers on, his smooth stomach, his slender body made him even more attractive. With his gorgeous eyes staring into me. I felt time and space shift. I wanted to cry, I wanted to hold him close, I wanted him to be mine. I won’t give this up… I don’t mind pretending that we’re just friends, but I am terrified of this ending… My pictures were still on the floor next to the fireplace, so was Fred. “Wanna dance?”He grinned at me. I nodded. He walks over to the computer putting down his beer and starts to play Nickelback, Don’t Ever Let It End plays. He wraps his arms around me. I lay my head on his chest as we slow dance. “Do you have any tattoos?” I ask, listening to his heart beat. “No, why? Do you?” He smells like beer. “No.. I was gonna get one for my 18th birthday but.. J wouldn’t let me. I’m gonna get some stars on my side soon.” I smile, thinking about it. “That’s kind of hot…” As he said that, something started to poke me a little bit. I looked up at him, kissing him. I sat him in on of the chairs and started to kiss him again, I could feel him stabbing me as I kissed him. Does he like this? After making out for awhile we decided to turn the music off, and lay out the big big blankets, laying next to the fire.

He cuddled up next to me and kissed my neck, biting and sucking on it too. I knew he was gonna leave a mark. I couldn’t stop liking it, but I start to like it more and more. I slowly drift into a deep sleep in his arms while he kissed my neck. He was sucking the life out of me it seemed.. The bad life, making me good. I didn’t want it to end. It was too perfect. When he held me, I knew he was just gonna be amazing. I see him as amazing…

Waking up to him not beside me, I felt heartbroken. I get up and go to my room. Putting my torn up skinny jeans on, a tight v neck shirt. some chuck taylors and my wallet. I head outside, calling me a taxi. It’s like no one is home today well Bruce is probably at work. I get my butt in the taxi and head to the city. I’m going shopping, maybe go to a bar tonight. I was happy, and free. I decided to get some tattoos while I'm out. I can help that everything I want is right in front of me. I knew of a few friends who could give me a tattoo for a cheap price. In the taxi, I got dropped off at an abandoned warehouse. This is where the illegal stuff is done at. To drug selling to tattoos. I use the secret entrance from the back. The password to get in for what your there for is different. "The weather is frightful, but I rather have my rain boots instead." It's the passcode for tattoos. The others I don't know, except for need a hideout which is "I like grill cheese on Mondays, not on Fridays." These sentences help with the fact of it's not a code for anything, just a regular weird sentence. Only true criminals come here. I am let in, and the doorman shows me to the blue door at the end of the hall. Everything has passwords and colors. It's simply once you learn them. The blue door opens to the a pasty male with black spikey hair. He waved me in and asked me what I wanted and where I wanted the. I laid on the bed as he went to work, cringing as the needle hits my skin. I pass out after a hour of pain. I wake later to it being midnight with whole body full of pain and tattoos.

Awaken from my slubber, I was in a long mirror half naked with my body covered with the tattoos I wanted in the places I wanted them. My pelvic area, my thighs, my upper back. Covered with the tattoos I loved the most. Every symbol I loved. The diamonds, black and red on my thighs, my black rose on my pelvic area. My upper back was my favorite. It had a picture of the old Harley fighting the new Harley. The old Harley has joker beside her, and the new has Batman. I get dressed and pay the guy for my lovely new body. I went to Bruce Enterprises to see him. I had to show him. I don't have to sign in, I am shown to the elevator.Going up to his floor, I have a sexy feel. Like something was wrong. I checked in with his assistant, and she lets me into his office. "He will be back in a few minutes, his in a meeting." I nod and thanked her. She closed the office door and it's just me in his office. I saw his picture on his desk. It changed.. It was a picture of me and him sleeping together. Was this last night? I dropped the picture, the glass shatters. I start to cry. I get on my knees.