The Widow's Belladonna (Natasha Romanoff X Fem)

Talia

A week later...

Tethered to a long night of work, Belladonna stretch the kink in her neck. After her last signature on the bonus checks ready to be mailed the next morning, she powers down everything with a wave of her hand before making her way out of her office. She checks her Rolex sighing over the morning predawn streaks, streaming into the glass windows as she passes through with eagerness for her bed. Her security team sway sleepily before she walks through the lavish lobby. With a tap on her guard's shoulder she smiles at her silent attack, "take the day off boys, you deserve it," she commands before she was out the turnstile.

Restless yet weary to watch the rising of the sun, Theo waves off the valet and continues on the sidewalk. Slowly languishing through the sleepy streets her eyes were solely on the sun rise breaking through the high rises illuminating her bronze skin. She pauses her steps as she welcomes the slight warmth from the sun rays before the strong smell of coffee diverts her attention. She stood in front of a little cafe adorn with bookcases that piqued her interest. With the sun fulfilling her body, she reaches for the handle of the cafe and gently pushes through. Instantly, she felt a crave for the addicting concoction despite her dreadful exhaustion. She stood behind a few scanning over the various selections of fall's themed drinks. The hint of old books under the fresh morning brew brought comfort from a forbidden library that sparked her success.

"Excuse me?" A low melodic voice calls out behind her with a little tap on her shoulder.

Theodora glances over her shoulder only to be wide eyed at the beautiful sight. Met with glimmering emerald eyes that is meant for the taking as she softens her normal glare into a smile.

The red haired beauty beams a smile, "hi," she utters in recognition. She blinks enamored before she gestures, "sorry umm... the line is moving up," she stutters.

Theo snickers, "apologies," she returns warmly. She extends her hand gracefully, "I think we've met.... Cordially of course, I'm Theodora Arcane," she chortles.

Softly taking Theo's hand the gorgeous red head deepens her smile brandishing a smile brighter than the summer's sun, "Natalia or Natasha," she returns. Her disbelief passes across her face, "you can call me Nat," she adds.

"Natalia," Teddy utters fondly, "you've a beautiful name. Fitting," she expresses.

Natalia gently smiles, "apologies, I'm quite surprised that I would run into you. A hole in the wall cafe, to be precise," she stammers.

Belladonna grins, "honestly, I was just chasing the sunrise before I was intrigued by this lovely place," she jests.

Nat chuckles, "it's a lovely place isn't it? I usually sneak in here from time to time for their cream cheese vatrushka or the sharlotka. Serve that up with a book or two and it's relaxing," she replies.

Teddy perks at the Russian pastries, "perfect, I've been mulling over which pastry to choose from especially when they all look absolutely mouth watering. In addition, you can't fault the smell of old tomes and the way they sit impatiently waiting to caress your mind," she muses. Her eyes sparkle in reverie of the circular library before they met the gorgeous woman who was curiously amused. Theo stifles her blush, "would you like to join me this morning?" she whispers sweetly.

Natalia's eyes grew with excitement before she clears her throat, "I would love to," she returns.

Theo steps forward ordering her coffee and various pastries including Nat's suggestions before gesturing to Natalia, "order anything you want darling, my treat," she says.

Nat smiles ordering her coffee and pastries. Her hand sneaks out and swipes her card to pay for both of their breakfasts. Her eyes crinkle in delight as she watched the moonlight haired woman dramatically gasp.