The Backstory

Wrapped Around Her Finger

Tiffany looked at herself one more time in the mirror. She smirked, "Damn. I'd fuck me." She had on the red leather dress, with some fancy black lingerie underneath that helped hold up her black stockings. She threw on some black heels and the look was complete.

She took a deep breath and made her way into the living room.

She was greeted by Victor, blocking the exit. She rolled her eyes as he let his roam her body. She watched him lick his lips and raise an eyebrow at her. He smirked, "He's gonna kill you." She tilted her head slightly, "He wants me to play distraction, right? That's what he's gonna get. Now move. I have to get going." Victor threw his hands up in surrender and stepped away from the door.

She smiled at him, "Thank you." Then, she opened the door and stood at the top of the staircase. She listened down to the loud music and the people partying. She closed her eyes and whispered to herself, "You got this Tiff." She started to slowly make her way down the stairs. She looked into the crowd of people and started to look for Roman.

She made her way through the drunks on the dance floor. She could feel eyes on her at all times. She smirked to herself.

She actually liked the attention.

Finally she looked over to one of the back booths and saw Roman sitting across from what looked like Harvey and another man. She made her way over to them and slid into the booth.

She picked herself up and sat down on Roman's lap. She took his drink out of his hands and threw back what was left in it. She set the glass on the table and looked at then men across from them.

"Hi boys, what are we talking about?" All of them had their eyes on her. Roman's hand came up and wrapped around her waist as he examined her body. Harvey sat back with a smirk on his face, "So nice of you to join us Ms. Ambrose. It's a pleasure to see you again." Tiffany smiled widely at him. "It's so nice to see you Harvey." She looked over at the other man and leaned forward slightly exposing more of her cleavage, "I don't believe we've met. I'm Tiffany." The man smirked at her, "Edward Nigma."

The Riddler.

She raised an eyebrow at him, "The riddler?" He smiled and nodded. She looked over at Harvey and finally looked at Roman. "I feel so honored to be in the presence of the most powerful men in Gotham." Roman tightened his grip around her waist, "You look absolutely stunning doll." She smirked at him, "Thank you." She shifted slightly in his lap and let her stockings show from under her dress.

She watched Roman clinch his jaw and jumped slightly as Harvey spoke up, "Tiff. Why don't you let me buy you a drink?" She smiled at him and moved off Roman's lap. "That sounds like a wonderful idea Harvey." He stood up and held out his hand for her to take.

She glanced back at Roman who didn't take his eyes off her, and reached her hand out to place it in Harvey's. He helped her stand up and held her hand as they walked up to the bar.

Once they approached the bar Harvey glanced back at Roman and smirked, "He's got you on a pretty tight leash doesn't he?" Tiffany laughed and shook her head, "You have no idea." Harvey ordered some drinks for them and looked back over at her, "Well, if you ever feel like getting away from this place, please don't hesitate to come my way sweetheart." Tiffany smirked at him and looked him up and down, "What exactly do you have to offer Mr. Dent?"

Harvey chuckled and raised an eyebrow at her, "You've got spunk kid." He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him. She looked over to see Roman still had his eyes glued to the two of them. She glared at him and took it as an opportunity.  She wrapped her hand around Harvey's tie and brought his face next to hers.

She whispered in his ear, "I've got a lot more than spunk to show you Mr. Dent. You know, I kind of wish you were around here more. We could get to know each other a little better." Harvey ran a hand up the side of her body and licked his lips, "Fuck. How did Roman land you?" The two broke apart when their drinks were placed in front of them. Tiffany picked hers up and held it our in front of her.

"Thanks for the drink." He tapped his glass against hers and placed his hand on her lower back as he led them back to the table. She felt powerful. She really had some of the scariest men in Gotham, drooling over her.

They returned to the table and Tiffany sat next to Roman. He looked at her and was about to say something when Harvey spoke up, "You know what Rome. I think maybe we should really start working together. That's an investment I'd really be interested in. But, if we do that." He looked towards Tiffany and she saw a spark in his eyes, "What's yours is mine. The mill, the amusement parks, all of it." This was the first time Tiffany felt a little bit of actual fear.

It was fun and easy to tease the men, but actually being thrown back and forth between them, no thanks.

Roman raised an eyebrow and nodded slowly, "Alright Harv. I'll think about it." Harvey smirked and winked at Tiffany. She smiled at him and looked over at Edward, "So Ed, why don't you come dance with me and tell me about yourself?" He raised an eyebrow at her and shrugged, "Why not? Let's go hun." Tiffany followed him to the dance floor.

Harvey leaned back in the booth and smirked at Roman, "Are you mad she's stealing all your attention tonight?" Roman's eyes stayed glued to Tiffany and Edward. He watched as she grinded on him and he had his hands all over his body. She looked over at Roman and winked at him as Edward started to kiss on her neck.

Roman couldn't decide if he was pissed or impressed.

She really did have these two wrapped around her finger in the matter of minutes. As soon as Roman saw her in that outfit, he knew they wouldn't be able to stop themselves.

Especially Harvey.

Roman finally peeled his eyes from Tiffany and looked at Harvey, "Watch yourself Harv, I've already warned you once. I won't do it again." Harvey turned his head and watched Tiffany on the dance floor.

"She's a grown woman Roman. She can make her own decisions." He paused for a moment, "Unless of course, she can't." Harvey turned his head back around and raised an eyebrow at Roman. Roman shrugged and took a sip from his drink. He returned his eyes to Tiffany and watched her as he spoke, "She has rules. But, nothing she didn't agree to."

Tiffany wrapped her arms around Edward's neck and pulled him in close to her. She leaned up and whispered in his ear, "I need your help with something." Ed leaned back and raised an eyebrow at her,  "Depends. With what?" She glanced over at Roman and he followed her gaze. He smirked at her and pulled her waist closer to him, "Oh. Absolutely." He placed a finger under her chin and brought his lips down onto hers.

She ran her fingers through his hair and tugged slightly. Edwards hands roamed every inch of her body. She pushed herself against his body and let his tongue explore her mouth. It didn't take long for a hand to be grabbing her arm, and ripping her away from the man in front of her. She stumbled back and when she looked up to see who it was, Harvey stood at her side with a strong grip on her arm.

"What are you doing?" Harvey whispered in her ear, "I'm saving your ass." Tiffany rolled her eyes  and pulled her arm out of his grip. Roman approached the three of them not long after Harvey.

He looked between the two men, "It was nice doing business with you. I'll see you in a couple weeks. Now, if you don't mind. I have some other business to tend to." He locked eyes with Tiffany. His eyes were pure black, she looked down to the ground.

Okay, maybe she took it a little too far.