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"Can you tell me where you're taking me? I don't do well with surprises," I say to Natasha as I finish accessorizing.
"I'm taking you to dinner," She smiles smugly. I notice she wore the heels she bought, She wore an elegant red dress and her hair was perfect as always.
The drive to the restaurant was quiet, I looked out to the street, which appeared to be emptier than usual. A man in a nice suit helped us out of the car and led us in. I realize quickly that it was empty aside from the middle table.
"Nat, hey!" A woman from the table says. I look at Natasha confused. She grabs my hand and leads me to them.
"Y/N, these are my friends. Sam, Maria, Sharon, and Bucky," She introduces.
"I've read a lot about you in the papers," Maria says reaching her hand out.
"All good I hope," I shake her hand.
"They call you Americas sweetheart, of course, it's all good," Bucky steps in, he takes my hand with both of his.
"I don't think I deserve that title," I laugh.
"You're being modest. You know your father and I have a bit of a rivalry," Sam lifts his glass to me.
"I thought I recognized you, you're 30-40 spots below my father on the Forbes list,"
"27," He screams back playfully, the table laughs.
"Rich people," Sharon shakes her head. She extends her hand as well.
We each order our food, there wasn't a moment of silence as the laughter and conversation kept growing.
"Are you still single?" Maria ask while Nat was in the bathroom.
"I've gone on a couple of dates, everyone seems to be more interested in my mother. Why? do you want to take me out?" I flirt. I smile as she becomes flustered.
"I would, I'm handsome, I'm rich, and I won't cheat on you," Sam jokes, Bucky elbows him to be quiet. Everyone gives him a warning glare, however, I found it funny.
"We punished her, don't worry," Bucky says.
"She still really loves you Y/N," Sharron adds.
"Did she tell you guys to say all this?" I was skeptical of the whole situation.
"She's risking her position for your forgiveness," Sharon defends.
"Then I hope you understand how stupid it would make me look to take her back, I love her but I don't think I'm willing to risk any more of myself because of it. We are much better off as friends anyway," I say seriously, I see Natasha walk back. The table was now quiet.
"What's going on?" She asks while she settles back in her seat, nobody responds.
"Miss Phoenix you have a call," the waiter says, I stand up and excuse myself to the phone.
"Hello?"
Sydney: Are you in a meeting?
"No, long story I'll tell you about it later, What's up?"
When are you going to be home?
"I think I should leave now, actually,"
Me and Wanda let ourselves in, we'll be waiting
"Have you eaten? I can take something back,"
We're okay, love you. see you soon.
She ends the call, I pay for all of our meals discreetly and walk back to the table.
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The Presidents Daughter || NATASHA X FEM READER
Fanfiction"You haven't done anything wrong Y/N," Natasha says softly. "Then why are you acting like this? Why aren't you looking at me?" I raise my voice. "Because you are my employee because you are the president's daughter and I am a Senator. You have a bo...
