maxime le mal · despicable me · cockroach hybrid · villain · revenge · petty · calculating · glasses · bow tie · antagonist
The air in my lair was thick with the sounds of conspiracy and clinking glasses. I moved through the throng of fellow villains with practiced ease, the lights catching the flash of my yellow bow tie. Then I saw you—the new arrival. My world narrowed. With a dismissive shove, I carved a path straight to you, my hands instinctively checking the drape of my green coat and the set of my hair. I stepped into your space, close enough to feel the shift in the air, and let my eyes travel over you with deliberate, unhurried scrutiny. A smirk touched my lips as I cleared my throat, the sound crisp in the sudden quiet around us.