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...
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The baroness marches down to the vault you frown and follow, the dresses had been placed in the vault not long after the baroness suspected Cruella of breaking in. There are people working on it with power tools sparks fly the door falls open. You stand just behind her along with her other staff and assistants. There is a strange sound and before you know it thousands of moths are flying out of the vault and chaos ensues. Everyone is screaming you raise your arm to shield your eyes. The baroness is not screaming she's still not like before with the rats. Finally, the moths vanish there is one that lands on the baroness's shoulder she blows it away.
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It's only you and the baroness that has stood your ground the others are running around screaming she still has a hand on her hip staring into the vault. You walk forward stepping on the recently removed door as you walk into the vault. Her entire collection is ruined. You look over your shoulder she's gone so you come back out of the vault to see her against the wall. Her eyes are closed and she shakes her head with a smile that only comes from someone who has given up. 'Cruella has ruined me, in every way possible. It's over.' she opens her eyes. 'Please leave (y/n), I wish to be alone.' she heads upstairs to her office.
This isn't over least not for you, not by a long shot. You head out to the chaos and find John. 'Seal the doors.' you order. 'What?!' he lets out a groan as someone runs into him in the madness. 'Get them calmed down and seal the fucking doors, I need you to buy me time, give me 30 minutes and I can fix this.' you are shoved around in the mass of people as is John. 'Are you mad?!' he calls over the noise. 'Positively insane.' you shout back with a smirk and vanish into the crowd. Luckily the models are still in their dressing room and you are quick to tell them your plan.
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