The Backstory

You Don't Need Him

It had been almost a month since Roman and Tiffany's first date.

The two have been pretty much inseparable since.

They hadn't really put a label on their relationship, but it was known around Gotham that they were together.

They both seemed pretty content with how things were going. Still no sex, which Kat seemed weirdly interested in. But, they did sneak away any moment they could to have some fun.

Kat was still wary of Roman but she kept her comments to herself. Romans best friend on the other hand, always had something to say about Tiffany.

Victor Zsasz.

Victor is an interesting person. Tiffany wasn't quite sure what to think about him but he was constantly around Roman, so she just learned to deal.

Victor made his feelings towards Tiffany very clear from the beginning. She always has it playing on a loop in her head.

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It happened about three weeks ago. She walked into the club to stop by and say hi to Roman. When she rounded the corner into the main area, she felt an arm wrap around hers. She was a little surprised when she looked over and saw Victor standing by her side and not Roman.

He smirked at her and started walking with her, "We haven't officially met. I'm Victor Zsasz." Tiffany smiled awkwardly and tried to pull her arm out from under his. He kept a tight hold on her as he pulled her forward. "You're here for the boss right? Oh, I'm sorry. I mean Mr. Sionis." Tiffany tilted her head slightly and nodded.

Victor pulled her across the dance floor and finally stood still next to her. He grabbed her face in his free hand and squeezed her cheeks, "Check this out." He moved her head to the right side of where they were standing.

There she saw Roman, sitting in a booth full of women, groping and flirting with him.

Tiffany pulled her head away and looked at Victor, "Look. I see what you're trying to do and it's not going to work. He's a club owner. He's here almost every night and knows almost everyone. Plus, we're not even really official. He can do whatever he wants." Victor laughed. Tiffany felt her skin crawl at the sound of it.

Something about this guy just felt... off.

He slid his arm from off of hers and leaned over to whisper in her ear, "Just remember, You're the flavor of the month. He'll play with you for awhile, just like a shiny new toy. Then, you'll be forgotten. Thrown onto the ground, and buried. Just. Like. That." Victor snapped his fingers on the last word. Tiffany swallowed and took a deep breath.

She wasn't going to let this man she didn't even know get to her. She pulled her dress down just a tad bit more to show off more of her cleavage. She fluffed up her hair and stood up tall. She glanced over at Zsasz, "We'll see about that." She standing standing tall and quickly made her way over to Roman.

As Tiffany approached the table she kept her eyes locked on Roman. She could feel the glares from the other women, but they didn't bother her. Roman saw her and immediately sat up and smirked at her.

His eyes roamed her body and his tongue darted out to lick his bottom lip, "Miss Ambrose you look absolutely stunning tonight." Tiffany smirked at him and shrugged, "You don't look too bad yourself Romy." Roman glared up at her and slid out of the booth.