"All these years you’ve proven time and again, your loyalty, your reliability. And the one time you needed them to trust you, to believe in you…they turned their backs on you. They chose her pretty words and false promises over you.
"But I can help you rise above that. I can help you cut away the frayed threads, and stitch out your own destiny. No more will anyone define you, especially not Lila Rossi! And all I ask in return, is that you bring me Ladybug and Chat Noir’s Miraculous’.
So, Mistress Couturiere…what do you say?"
Marinette was silent, before slowly standing up. A single tear trekked down her face behind the glowing butterfly mask.
What the hell. It’s not like she had anything left to lose.
- Part 1 of Couturiere
This is a scene that was originally supposed to be in my fic "Couturiere", but decided to scrap cuz I thought it went WAAAAAY over the top.
For those of you that enjoy good ol' fashion Lila Rossi torture porn!
- Part 2 of Couturiere