Baroness Von Hellman x femreader. I've actually never written like this before. The fic is Baroness/female reader.
The Baroness visits a strip club where you work, you really want to be a designer. Plot twists everywhere as the Baroness adapts to b...
The baroness massages her temple letting out a sigh. 'It would appear Cruella is here to introduce the new age of fashion,' she reads aloud. 'The baroness's designs are now considered outdated garbage.' her hand slams down on the paper. 'Who is she?!' You watch the older woman and you know how stressed she is. You approach her and stand behind her putting your hands on her shoulders. 'We'll find her but not tonight, it's late love.' you massage her shoulders she is tense at first but relaxes to your touch. She reaches up putting her hand over yours. 'Thank you (y/n)' she closes her eyes. Cruella and her stunts have started to take a toll on your boss she frequently loses her temper but maintains it mostly around you.
It's become a routine of going to work with the baroness and chatting with your colleagues. You tend to eat alone then join the baroness again come night in her study. 'What are you doing this time?' you enter setting down a cup of chamomile for her, it's become such a routine she's already moved the chair around for you to sit, you pat your lap and she swings her feet up for you to rub. 'Revenues and foot traffic of stores selling my brand.' she takes her glasses and squeezes her eyes shut. 'Tired?' you knead the arch of her foot. She slides down her chair relaxing to your touch. 'Tired of Cruella.' she corrects. 'Here,' you rub her foot with your right hand and extend your left. 'Gimme it over I'll read it out to you.' she opens her eyes looking at you. 'Are you after a promotion?' You slap her leg playfully.
"I'm in love with a fairytale Even though it hurts 'Cause I don't care if I lose my mind I'm already cursed"
You click your fingers. 'I wouldnt have offered if I minded.' The baroness smirks she hands you the report and you spend your evening rubbing her feet and reading to her. There is a lot of yesing and noing and referring to certain store managers as idiots. You laugh as you enjoy her company and dry wit sometimes she even tells you stories. Stories of her previous fashion shows, stories of her life. The truth is people are talking and you dont care well everyone but John he remains loyal. You are comfortable around her and she you thats all that matters. Sure you do most of the giving bringing her tea and giving her massages but it isn't that simple. You think of your life weeks ago before she saved you and it now makes you sick. You're grateful for the protection the baroness offers you.
After you finish tonights conversation you head to bed. It's only been a few hours but something stirs you in the middle of the night you leave your room and almost collide with her. Cruella. You make eye contact with her there's something familiar about her. She presses her finger to her lips. 'If you ever decide you've had enough of the old hag, come and find me.' she whispers. You are confused but the baroness screaming distracts you. Cruella runs in the opposite direction the baroness screams again the lights go on John rushes past you and you run after him to her room. When you enter you see the baroness standing terrified in the corner of her room.
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Rats are running across the floor and over her bed. 'John! Do something!' The valet looks perplexed rodent catching wasnt in his expertise. You ignore them as you rush to the baroness's side. 'You're fine, you're fine. C'mon lets just get out of here.' you take her hands. She's shaking and looks terrified her eyes darting around the room. This is getting you nowhere, you squeeze her hands knowing she can't help being afraid. 'John! Let's just get her out of here then we can call the rat catcher.' you hold the baroness close against your chest and she clings to you terrified. John helps you escort her from the room which isn't easy as she clings to you for dear life.
You get her into the hall and John asks the baroness if she needs anything. 'Perhaps some tea.' you suggested. 'Calm the nerves.' John has this arranged and tea is brought to the baroness's office. She's pacing back and forth. 'It was Cruella, I know it.' she sounds erratic. You know it was but if you tell her you'll need to repeat what Cruella said and it'll only hurt her more. 'John has called pest control the place has been checked thoroughly. It's late and you're safe now. Let's get some sleep.' you yawn stretching. 'I can't.' she stops pacing and looks at you.
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You raise an eyebrow. 'Can't?' The baroness is looking at you her fingers twitching nervously, she shakes her head. 'I can't go back in there to sleep I can still feel them on me.' she shivers. You tilt your head getting to your feet, you know it's a big place with lots of rooms but still, you offer. 'Why don't you sleep in my room?' She swallows and you realise she's so shaken up that's exactly the offer she was wanting. 'You wouldn't mind?' she doesnt want to make you uncomfortable. A soft smile spreads over your face and you approach her putting your arm around her and giving her a squeeze. 'Ill keep you safe.'
