101 Dalmatians (1996 Movie Version) (Male! Cruella de Vil) X OC

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Hey guys! As I promised before on the last chapter, I am posting another chapter. Hope you enjoy it!

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Cruelle growled as he read the front page, "How could she do this to me?!"

He was lounging on a black leather divan as he read the papers. His black silk pajamas were covered with an overcoat trimmed with black and white feathers. It slouched a bit, showing a bit of his pale chest.

As he recalled in the previous conversation before the wedding, Anita asked if she could take a few weeks off. Since the fashion show was close to an end, he let her go, but he didn't realize that it was for a honeymoon trip. There on the front page, was Anita and her now husband standing in front of the church with Christina on the side, all smiling together.

He crumpled the newspapers in his grip as he heard knocking on the door. His butler opened the door and allowed two men in, Horace and Jasper. Cruelle hired those two blokes for a private business. Jasper was tall and slim as Horace had a bit of a round shape. They're not too clever, but they were able to get the job done.

Cruelle sat up, still holding a now wrinkled newspaper as he unfolded it. As the butler was serving the guests some refreshments, Cruelle suddenly noticed a small picture alongside the wedding couple. It was Christina and Anita hugging each other as they smiled at the camera. 'Well I must say, she's looks attractive in that dress,' he thought. He observed how the dress was hugging her body perfectly as well as how it shows off her shoulders. There was a writing that said that she designed the wedding for her sister. He was impressed that she designed such a dress for Anita, but then again, she always surprise me with her skills in sketching and designing clothes.

He was already irritated as Jasper was performing a so-called 'light conversation.'

"Get on with it, you imbecile!"

Jasper stopped talking and stood up, holding the case. He said as he opened the case, "I have here a present from Mr. Skinner."

Cruelle gasped in delight as he observed the beautiful white fur with black stripes; what was once a white tiger stolen from the zoo.

"Oh, it's magnificent," he exclaimed as he grabbed the fur by the tiger head. 

"Oh come, come. Come with me, my darling." 

He dragged the fur towards the mirror, draping it across his body as he admired the texture of the fur.

"Oh you were a big, bad girl, weren't you darling?"

"Yes, yes. Siberian Tiger suits him very well, indeed," Jasper praised.

"Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the handsomest one of all," Cruelle answered his question in a deeper voice, "you are."

Cruelle's POV:

Those two blokes did the job well done. But I must give credit for Mr. Skinner in his performance of not tainting my beautiful fur. I looked at the mirror closely and I thought, 'what would it look like on Christina?' I don't know why I thought of her, but my fantasy took over my mind for a minute. I can see her, wearing a white tiger fur coat with a matching pillbox hat. Her staring at me with those emerald eyes as snow gently falls around her. She looks like an angel in disguise.

I shook my head off such foolish thoughts. But then I remembered that she's the only one that stayed behind as Anita went on a honeymoon with... what's-his-name. I smirked at my reflection.

'I know just what to do with my darling.'

The Next Morning....

(Y/N)'S POV:

I yawned softly as I drank my coffee getting on the elevator. I'm actually an hour earlier before anyone, but I didn't care. I had a rough night, recalling a dream- no! A nightmare that I thought was gone but it recently came back. So I thought I could come into work early and finish my designs. After I felt like a normal being, I threw away my coffee in a nearby trash bin as I headed towards my corner. When I took out my portfolio from the bag and resumed where I left off, I didn't hear clicking sounds coming towards me. I was too absorbed in my work until I felt a hot breath in my right ear and a soft whisper, "you're here early darling." I nearly jumped out of my skin, and squeaked like a mouse as I turned quickly to meet his face. He smirked at my reaction, I could almost see that he was containing his laugh, but I can see it in his eyes. I suddenly remembered what he told me and said:

"Oh, yes sir. I was up earlier than I thought, so I thought I could come in and finish my work early sir."

I watched him leaning against the wall casually.

"So Anita went on a honeymoon, did she?"

"Yes she did. I assumed you read it in the papers."

"Yes I did," he said with a slight groan. I wonder why he's not happy about it.

"However let's not talk about her. Let's talk about you Christina."

I looked at him strangely. I don't know why he's interested in talking about me, but somehow I had a bad feeling about this.

"What is there to talk about," I asked.

"Well, now that she's gone, that means you have a lot of work to do darling."

"What do you mean sir?"

"I mean from now on, you're going to do twice the work as you usually do and will get them done sooner than later."

I gasped at him in surprise.

"But sir! I cannot get more than half the work done at this rate!"

He smirked playfully at my sudden shock as he leaned in towards me. I never felt so small beneath his gaze. He inhaled that cancer stick and blew smoke at my face. This time I held my breath.

"Not my problem darling. Either you get the work done, or it's bye-bye to your career. I don't think there should be any issue with your schedule, right?"

I wanted to tell him that I have to go home early to pack my stuff, but I lost my words as he placed his gloved hand next to my head. I stared at him as he leaned towards me. He had that look of a tiger waiting to pounce, which sent a familiar chill down my spine. 

'What are you doing," I scolded myself in my head, "he may be your boss, but you're stronger than that! Don't let him take advantage of you!'

I built up enough courage to push him away until I felt like I could breathe without feeling under pressure. I took a deep breath and said, "Yes sir. I'll get it done right away." I walked away from him to grab more papers, feeling a sense of a victory smirk behind my back. Ooh, if he wasn't my boss, I swear I could strangle him! The nerve of him, taking it out on me by making me work twice as hard! I stopped walking after I believed that I was out of his sight and took a few deep breaths. I sighed as I felt calm again. I shouldn't let this get to me. I mean this could just be temporary until he cools off a bit.

But oh how I was wrong.

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