Meet The Devil

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Imagine you and your brother meeting the legendary fashion designer Cruella De Vil herself, however little did you know that Miss De Vil has a little bit of love in you. Let's take a dive in, shall we? ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

~Y/n's Pov~

I'm Y/n, and I lived in a small apartment here London with my younger brother Adam L/n. Though me and Adam didn't have the best life since our parents died when we were sixteen, we still had each other and will always be together. He was the best brother an older sister could ask for.

He would always be so encouraging and convincing. whenever I had a really mucked up day, he would always be there to cheer me up and feel better about myself. He would also help me with my depression since I did have some mental problems.

We were getting a bit happier each day, despite our sad moments. A little something about me is that I love fashion. I have always dreamed of becoming a fashion designer, or at least work as an employee at a fashion company. I have idolized the most legendary and renowned fashion designer Baroness Von Hellman.

However, when I learned that she killed both an adoptive mother and a young, red-haired woman, I was in shock. Making me not like her anymore. Until she arrived. Cruella De Vil. When she came around, she made even better fashions which made me love it even more.

I've always wanted to work at this one place for a living, Liberty of London. A place which carried the best designers. Adam says that it holds one of the best fabric for clothing. And I wanted to go work there.

And today was my lucky day, Adam recently just checked the mail for a letter written by our grandparents. But there wasn't, instead, there was a somewhat invitation or note from the place I wanted to work at. "Y/n! There's something in the mail for you!" Adam called put my name from downstairs.

I dashed down the steps and immediately grabbed the letter form him, ripping the envelope revealing something I have never received my entire life. I was hired to work at Liberty London! "Adam, where did you get this?" I asked him, slightly shaky. "From the mail. I suppose the people working there want you." he replied smiling.

"Adam, I got it! I finally got it! This is like a dream come true!" I said happily, jumping around with Adam laughing.

(timeskip)

I got up early in the morning, quickly doing my routine as fast as I could for the big day. The day where I start my designer career. However, thing didn't go quite as planned... As soon as me and Adam got there, everything seems fine until my strict, and bossy boss came in made my life a wee bit tiring and depressing.

I didn't even get to become a designer at Liberty of London and was just a regular cleaner there and would clean the goddamn same rooms everyday. As I was bringing my boss some food for him, I spotted a room as I strolled to his office. A bunch of ladies designing clothes for the display and the public.

I felt myself get utterly jealous and fueled up as my boss wouldn't let me get a job like those. Is It really that hard to become a designer? Is it too much too ask for?....

A few hours in, and I was an exhausted mess. I wanted to have a word with my boss to see if I could convince him to let me be one of them. But when I checked, he wasn't in his office nor anywhere. This is a disaster, wasn't it?

After I was done cleaning my boss' office from top to bottom, I went back to my apartment with my brother waiting for me there. I went up to our room, aggressively knocking on the our door for him to answer.

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