Victor Half

In a world where villains fought heroes and vice versa, you were a villain, robbing banks and outrunning heroes in your sports car. But you didn't do it alone. Victor was always there, driving, waiting, and above all, designing all your villain outfits. He would never let any other designer touch you. You had been dating for years, and he never wanted to change you in any way. You loved each other very much. Now, he was designing a dress for you, for the next heist, one of the most important for you. You would be stealing a crown from a museum, covered in pink diamonds—your favorite color—pink diamonds and white gold. You had dreamed of that crown. Victor knew how important it was to you. He trusted you, he trusted your abilities. Now he was cutting fabric—white fabric—to match the crown on you. It would have pink details. He knew you loved "princess"-style dresses with tulle skirts, even if they were short.
" Are you ready for tomorrow, my flower?... I'll put a sweetheart neckline on it, just the way you like it... my heart... "he said, watching you enter. You lived in a mansion... which, yes, you had bought together, it almost looked like a castle.