Because you're my type

"Well i lied earlier. Tall women isn't my type..." she looks at you horrified. "No don't panic. My type is... Tall women, who love wearing latex, a bit on the thiccer side and dye their hair dark red." You say blushing. It takes a moment to click but Miss Evil finally gets it.

"You had a crush on me?" She asks nervously. Now you facepalm. "No on Clive the henchman. Of course i had a crush on you." You say exasperated. Miss Evil makes you look at her. You see the wide smile on her face. "But... how? I kidnapped you." You hug her as you lookup. "Well number one you're hot as fuck i mean look at you girl." Miss Evil blushes. "Well can't deny that." She grins caressing your head.

"Number 2. You're pretty funny. Getting roasted by you is always fun... and slightly hot." You blush as Miss Evil smirks. "You serious?" She laughs. "Come on. A tall girl in heels and latex telling me im an idiot and that she could step on me. Usually you have to pay for that." You laugh as Miss Evil lets out a genunie laugh rather than her evil laugh.

"But the main reason is... even though it was through kidnapping. You made me feel wanted. And i haven't felt like that in a long long time." You say with a sad smile. "The team never cared for me. Well Chantelle did but more as a little sister type thing. So when the most well known super villan started taking me hostage constantly. It felt nice. I felt like the most important person in the world."

Miss Evil wipes her eyes tearing up a bit. "Fuck i'm so sorry it took me kidnapping you 15 times to realise how great you are." You look up. "Actually i got the crush after the 4th time. That was when I realised there was something about me you wanted. I thought it was my skills... never thought it was just me that you wanted." Miss Evil wraps her arms around you and locks you in a tight hug. "Of course it was you I wanted. You said you thought i was out of your league. You're wrong. You are out of mine. You are kind, funny, amazing cute. You're the whole package. You are wanted. And you are wanted by me. No onr is going to hurt you or make you feel bad again. Not while im here." She smiles.

She hands you the contract. "I was gonna show you the last page once you had signed it but i feel that you can see it now." She smiles as you turn to the last page.