Cruella Imagines[DISCONTINUED FOR NOW]

You're the only one

⚠️WARNINGS: abuse, mild violence, explicit language.⚠️
Imagine that you're the sister of Artie and you both work at 2nd Time Around, until Artie's good friend Cruella meets you in person. And once you get married to a terrible man, Cruella tries to make it change. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

~Y/n's Pov~

"Hmm.. Dior, 1955. Chanel, 1950. The spring collection..." I said to myself as I was scanning the different rows of gowns hung up in me and Artie's store. Yes, Artie is my older brother. He's the best brother I could ever ask for, he's flamboyant and convincing, and is a fashion lover like me.

Artie wasn't here right now, he told me that he'll be out for a moment. He did say that he wouldn't be out too long, he has a friend I have to meet, he says. I was reading a news article about some black and white haired woman taking over House Of Baroness, she goes by the name of Cruella De Vil.

As I continued to read, I heard the sound of the bell hanging above the door reminding that Artie's back, With a friend like he said.

"Y/n, i would like you to meet my best friend, Cruella. Y/n, Cruella. Cruella, Y/n." he introduced me to the woman herself. Chuckling at the way he talked. "You must be Artie's sister. Y/n L/n, right?" she asked me.

"Yes, and you're the lady that lady who got her own mother arrested. How troublesome. I like it.." I said, I really did like trouble just as Artie does. "Haha! I see your sister takes after you." Cruella says to Artie,

"She's always like that. It's on of the things I love about my little sister." he says and strokes my hair. I went over to the back room to get out the newest gowns Artie and I received to put on sale.

As I pulled out a small ladder to get to the top shelf, I heard the sound of heels coming closer to. It wasn't Artie, instead it was Cruella. "Need a little help there, love?" she asked me. "No, it's fine."

~Cruella's Pov~

"No, it's fine." Y/n said, pulling out a box full of her and Artie's latest deliveries of gowns. I must say, she looks quite fine and pretty to me. Her beautiful y/h/c hair and those eyes, Those big y/e/c eyes glistening with glee. It makes me wonder how Artie has such a beautiful sibling.

"Tell me, how's your life with your big brother Artie?" I asked her.

"It's fine, ma'am. He's the best, he raised me well." she replied. Bending over to pick up a fallen lace glove, I couldn't help but notice the beauty of her. He sure has such a sister.

"Cruella! You might want to come out to see this!" I heard the voice of Artie call out from outside. He sounds very concerned. "Is he okay?" Y/n asked. "Hopefully, come on. Your brother needs us."

We went outside and to our surprise, there was a crowd of people and paparazzi and. Interviews walking around looking for me and pulled me into the crowd for some questions. Things like; 'Miss De Vil, how did you get your name? Or 'are you going to take over House Of Baroness?'. The whole bit.

I really wasn't feeling like answering, I just wanted Y/n. But, it is my purpose on life. I had to give them answers.

Well, it didn't last long. As soon as I finished with all that, they all went home and thanked me for being interviewed. As I went back inside the shop, I felt anger well up inside me once I saw Y/n being harassed.

~Y/n's Pov~

As I was hanging up the newest gowns, I turned to my left to see a middle-aged man standing with next to me. "Ah, Miss L/n. You look rather ravishing today." I really didn't like things like this, men hitting on me when I'm not even interested.