The winter soldier finds his match when torturing a person of interest for Hydra. He's in need of information she has and she's not willing to give up.
She ran after the interaction with the deadly soldier. Not to be seen again for eight more years...
A/N: Thanks for reading! This chapter will mention Hydra. Being captive.
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Chapter 2
8 years later......
Stark Tower.....
"Tony. Don't forget you have that meeting today with Emma Volkov at 1." Pepper yelled as she walked through the offices.
"Must I?"
"Yes."
"What is this meeting about?" He sat back in his chair waiting for an answer.
Pepper came storming into his office and she was clearly mad, "Tony. Do you listen to anything I say to you?"
"I'm sorry. I really am." He put on a sad face and some puppy eyes.
"You said you needed a new assistant since you fired the last one because she didn't buy the right orange juice."
"Right." Tony put his pen down on the desk.
She turned around and walked out the door, "I'll see you tonight. I'll be at my sisters all day."
"Okay." He sat back and kept repeating what Pepper said, "1 o'clock. Emma." He looked down at his watch. "That's in ten minutes."
Jarvis announced the visitor, "Sir. Ms. Emma Volkov is here to see you."
"Thank you, Jarvis. Ask her to take the elevator to the fifth floor. I'll be there in a moment." Tony walked out of his office mumbling something about her being early.
He waited at the elevator door as he rocked back and forth in his black Tom Ford dress shoes.
The door slid open and there stood Emma Volkov. 5'5'' at the most. Long jet-black hair. She had on a tight black leather dress and thigh high boots. She pushed back her sunglasses onto her head as she stepped out of the elevator.
"Hi. You must be Emma." Tony was taken with her beauty.
"Yes. Mr. Stark, I presume." She extended her hand, and they shook. Tony couldn't stop looking into her eyes.
"Um. Yes. Come this way." He turned and headed back to his office. He spoke over his shoulder as he walked down the hallway, "So you're here about the assistant position?"
"Yes, but the ad didn't say much. Who would I be assisting?"
They reached the door to his office and Tony stopped, "After you."
She walked in and looked around the room that was filled with high tech computers and machines that she knew nothing about.
He pointed to a chair, and she sat down, "Ms. Volkov, what..."
"Emma please."
Tony started again, "Emma, I have a few questions for you."
"I'm ready, Mr. Stark." She smiled at him and sat up straighter.
