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𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐁𝐔, 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐀2008

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𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐊
𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍
𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐁𝐔, 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐀
2008

𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐁𝐔, 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐀2008

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And in my face is flashing signs,
seek it out and ye shall find”


BILLIONAIRE, PLAYBOY,
AND A GENIUS

Tony Stark was a man of many talents and privileges or it would seem to the vast majority of the populace around him. How could one not believe such things to be a universal truth when all the signs were so glaringly obvious? When it appeared that he held all the world’s fortune and success in his very hands. Blessed hands that with a begrudging sense of determination and fate’s misplaced favor, he had rebuilt a dynasty of the once gloriously heroic from the ashes of burning tragedy. 

The great prodigal son.

Yeah, fucking right.’ Maggie couldn’t contain the sharp snort of disapproval from leaving her crimson stained lips as the rather crude words rolled around sharply within her mind. Not one to glorify the vain and self-serving or unquestionably praise them with golden words of accolades, which to the S.H.I.E.L.D agent, was all there was to the character of the infamous tycoon of militarized industry and his so-called ‘talents.’. Seeing him for what and who he truly was at the core of his lacking heart, an egomaniacal, narcissist who only cared for the glory of his name but not the consequences of its power…..or those hurt by it.‘And they call me a criminal.’ she would think disparagingly to herself with a small, dark chuckle. 

“Is there something funny Ms. Smith?”

Pepper Potts was a sight of cool professionalism in the early hours of the morning, painted in the lovely golden hues of the Malibu sun as she sat primly beside Maggie in the company town car that had been given to her use freely as she pleased. She was dressed impressively in a freshly pressed charcoal pant suit, her strawberry hair was twisted into a simple but pretty french twist, and a rather expensive watch that rested on her slim wrist that gleamed prettily under the cool morning sun. Opulent in her quiet power and influence.

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