This story was requested by @UrsulaSingh
Y/N Romanoff is the biological little sister of Natasha Romanoff. When you were just two years old you and your sister were put with a fake undercover family. But you didn't know that it was fake.
When you w...
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"Nat it's too revealing...and sparkly." I groan as I look in the mirror.
"When have you ever cared about revealing clothes?" She chuckles.
"Ever since I got in a relationship."
"That's bullshit. Who cares if your in a relationship, you can still dress the way you want." She rolls her eyes.
"I just like to look nicer...formal. I'm dating the Tony Stark, I have to."
"Does Stark make you wear what he wants?" She asks
"No! Of course not. He actually likes when I wear stuff like this...likes to show me off....show everyone who his girl is." I smirk.
"Whatever." She rolls her eyes again.
I finish up my makeup and pull my hair back in a high ponytail, adding some curls and finishing my look off with some heels. "You look gorgeous, Nat." I smile.
"You too, honey." She softly smiles.
"You gonna talk to Bruce tonight?"
"Huh?" She turns.
"I see the way you look at him....I'm not stupid." I smirk.
"Oh shut it." She laughs.
"Excuse me ladies." Tony steps in. "May I have a word with Y/N?"
"Well it is your room." Nat chuckles and walks out.
Tony steps over to me and lightly kisses me. "I kinda just want to skip this party. You look so beautiful." His right hand slides around my waist and across my ass, I smile as he slowly slides it up my inner thigh.
"We have to go, handsome." I shake my head, fixing his tie.
"I have something for you." I look down as Tony reaches into his pocket and pulls out a long box.
"Tony....what the hell is this?" I shake my head, taking the box and opening it to reveal a diamond bracelet. "Tony..."
He takes it from my hands and holds my right arm up, clasping the bracelet around my wrist. "Our anniversary is coming up...just an early present since we'll be working." He smiles.
"Tony...I haven't gotten anything for you yet." I gasp.
"I don't want anything." He shakes his head.
"But-"
"You are not getting me anything." He points. "Y/N...your the best gift I've ever been given." He pulls me in and kisses me.
"Thank you Tony...I love it." I smile softly, resting my head against his. "I just have to get something...then I'll be down." I pull away.
