Mary Book 2 sequel to B.M.

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"Ladies and Gentlemen lets welcome The Starks." The announcer got the guests their atte.tion directed to us. It was the Presidential dinner which we were invited to.

Everybody stood up to show us respect. I guess we were royalty to the tech world. Especially how our familys history with the government. Even though we wiped most of the hydra allies inside our country. Just leaves the other nations.

"Smile and wave Mary." My dad speaking through his fake smile.

I smiled and waved just like he told me.

I could see the prime ministers and presidents from other nations admiring us. The one person who.looked oh so familiar is non other than the Black Panther.

He was eyeing me studying me so carefully. I knew his father. He was very close to my grandmother. He knew my grandmother faked her death. He shielded her when she went to recovery and hid her from the world til she was strong enough.

My nana spoke highly of his father. I met him a few times, but also his son. It felt ages, but it only happened a few years ago.

Flasbback...

"Mary, the supreme is asking for you. Heads up she has a visitor from Wakanda." Kat informed me. I nodded to her. I later looked up facing my own reflection through the mirror.

I put on my mask. To hide my identity. I never met people from other countries but i always wore my mask in case things go sour. Plus it makes those feel intimidating which i loved. After all i am a ruthless assassin who kills without any remorse.

I walked out of my room.

I go through the great halls and come across in front of me my nanas body guards standing securely in front of the door. They nod and opened it for me. Im so used to be treated like royalty here in our organization.

I saw ger company and my grandmother look at my direction.

"Ah here she is. The one i always told you about." She sounded overjoyed. I saw the man she was talking to. I have to admit for a old man he does have an amazing smile. I walked towards her and i kneeled in one knee. Sign of my respect to her not only as my supreme but also my grandmother.

"Oh Mary come on, sit sweet heart." While i walking towards the rable i shake his hand. He gad a semi firm grip. I could tell hes softie kind of person but also knows how stand his ground. "This my dear friend T'chaka. Hes the leader or chief of Wakanda."
"Nice to meet you sir." I told him.

"The pleasure is all mine. This is my son T'challa. I believe you and my son are somewhat close of age but he beats you no more than two years i believe."

I stared at the young guy. He looked extremely handsome. It reminded me of Caleb. If they both were in the room they would kill the whole population of woman. I shook his hand, but i could see his side lip moved a bit up. Like a smirk,

"Nice to meet you." I told him. He just fairly nodded. I walked towards my chair next to my grandmother. Since i always do but i sat on her left side.

  "Take off your mask sweetheart. We're here as a family dinner please. You could trust them. I sure i do." She tells me. Its rare for my grandmother to trust anyone. I literally debated whether or not i should show my face.

"Its ok Maria. I dont take it as an insult. I rather admire and respect a womans choice. It shows how responsible and how dedicated she is to this organization you built." He responded.

I nod with respect. I slowly take off my mask. I reveal my face to him.

He looked in shock. Maybe i was ugly.