Demon In Disguise

Prologue

** Here we go besties **
** Nothing too triggering, I don't think. One night Stands and awkward encounters **

"What's pretty little thing like you doing here?" Howard purred as he lent on the bar, dressed in a smart, light grey suit and white shirt, flashing a dazzling smile at a brunette waiting to order. Flicking her long dark hair over her shoulder, she giggled at Howard, biting her lower lip.

"Howard, Howard Stark." Howard extended his hand for her to shake.

"Millie," She beamed, taking Howard's hand and shaking it.

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Millie could hear rustling and movement in the dark bedroom. Sitting up slowly, she opened her eyes, blinking.
As the dark room came into view, she saw Howard hopping around getting dressed.

"Howard?" She asked sleepily.

Howard stopped hopping and looked up with that charming smile.
"Good morning, beautiful." He smarmed
"Gotta go, busy day today." He beamed at her and stood up, pulling his light grey trousers on.

"Yes, of course," Millie said quietly, pulling the sheets up to her chest.
"I'll see you tonight, perhaps?" She asked without much hope.

"We will try our best to make that happen." Howard lied through his teeth as he grinned at her, tucking his white shirt into his pants and retrieving his light grey jacket.
With a quick peck to Millie's forehead, Howard was gone.
And Millie knew she wouldn't see him again.

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Henry and Millie strolled down the street, pushing a beautiful navy blue silver cross pram in the beautiful summer sunshine of Illinois.

"Millie?" A familiar voice called out, and Millie glanced around.
"Millie! How have you been?" The dark-haired man, dressed smartly in a suit, came over smiling.
Henry looked between the two confused.

"Henry, this is Howard Stark." Millie introduced her husband to Howard.
"Howard, this is my husband," Millie emphasised the word husband.
"Henry Winchester"

The two men shook hands and nodded heads at each other, then Howard's attention was draw to the pram, and he stared at the dark haired baby, wrapped in a baby blue blanket, gurgling to itself in the pram.
Howard swallowed hard as recognised familiar features of the baby's face. His eyes flitted briefly to Millie, then back to the baby.

"Well," Howard cleared his throat and collected himself with a beaming smile,
"Congratulations, Millie, you have a beautiful family." Howard forced a smile.
"It was lovely seeing you again."

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