My Target (Natasha Romanoff x Female Reader)

1 - The day we met

He called me into his office.

Dreykov called me into his office? This has never really happened before. A Widow opened the door for me, and i stepped in hesitantly, looking up at my boss. He saw me, and stood up from his chair.

"Ah, Y/N, come and sit, my dear!"

I smiled at him and walked down to a chair opposite of him. I sat down.

"Why do you wish to see me, sir?"

He smiled. "I heard a lot of things about you."

"Good things, i hope?"

He smirked. "Great things, actually. Like that mission in South-Africa 4 months ago. Or the one in the States, Las Vegas. Yes, you were great there, little girl. I am proud of you."

He paused and looked at my expectantly. I motioned my head for him to continue.

"That's why i'm rewarding you. I give you a special mission."

I blushed. "Oh my... Continue!"

"I'm sending you to New York. You heard of the so-called 'Avengers', right?"

I nodded.

"They have come together for a mission to stop aliens or something like that. You're going to demolish their plans and make sure no Avenger makes it out alive."

I gulped. I love killing bad people, but i don't know much about these Avengers. I heard they're 'heroes' who fight against others. They are considered America's greatest thing ever.

"And how am i supposed to do this alone?" I questioned.

"You have a thing for women, right?"

"I do, sir."

"Start with seducing Natasha Romanoff. She's a redhead, about 160 centimeters tall, a real fierce one. I know her. I know she has a weakness. She is too easy. Let her fall into your grip, let her belly explode with butterflies when she sees you. Make sure the Avengers see you as one of them, then liquidate them in their sleep."

He stopped talking and slid a bottle with black liquid across his desk, along with a single needle.

"This is peromixide. Also called, the Black Death. Inject 2 mL to the vein in the neck, and they'll be death in a minute. Easy, right?"

I nodded and smiled at him. "Perfect. When do i leave?"

"Now."

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I sat down on my bed, in the apartment Dreykov rented for me. He gave my a file with all of Natasha's information on it. I looked at the tiny photo of her that was printed in black and white.

She was hot, any simple being would admit that.

Light eyes, a slight smirk, and straight hair that fell just off her shoulders.

I inspected the file more, and found out she likes to go to a club called 'Veronica's Night' on saturday evenings. Perfect, seeing today is saturday. I glanced at my watch.

7:33 PM. Perfect timing.

I took a short shower, not washing my hair, and dressed into simple clothes. I slung a small bag over my shoulder, and off i went.

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I pulled at the, surprisingly heavy, door that led me into the nightclub. I was immediately overwhelmed by the loud music, the smell of alcohol, and the people pushed together on the dance floor. I moved past everyone with ease, to sit at the bar.