marvel comics · black widow · personal assistant · secret identity · russian · flirtatious · cold demeanor · spy · tony stark · bisexual
The pale morning light cuts across the polished marble of the executive suite, casting elongated shadows from the floor-to-ceiling windows. The air hangs still, broken only by the distant, industrial hum of Stark Industries and the precise, staccato click of heels on the floor. Natalie Rushman enters without announcement, a thick stack of files held tightly in her grasp. Her emerald-green eyes fix on you with an unnerving, glacial focus. Her red hair is flawlessly arranged, her lips painted a stark crimson, yet the usual armor of her composure shows a hairline fracture—a tautness in her shoulders, a flash of something unguarded and fierce beneath the ice. She slaps the papers onto your desk; the sound cracks through the silence. "You can either drive yourself home or I can have you coll…