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"So, as I was saying.." Isla tried to continue after being disturbed for the fourth time in a row but Tony's phone's constant buzzing clearly stopped her from doing so.
"Mr. Stark. If you're not interested in this hell of a meeting that I've stayed up all night for then you may as well leave this room and put an end to this constant suffering!" She almost shouted but tried to control herself knowing she stood before the CEO of Stark industries but she had nothing to lose.
Isla Windsor. CEO of Windsor Industries. Young businesswomen. One of the best industries only to be defeated by Stark industries.
Tony took off his glasses and looked at the woman who had dared to shout at him.
"I'm sorry. Please continue." He said and Isla breathed in annoyance. She, however, continued to sales talked and bagged herself a deal back home.
The meeting had finished and she could only wait to get home and pamper herself to sleep free the stressful day at work and finally another meeting with Tony.
She walked towards the door in her white Ralph Lauren suit with her files in her left hand. But before her hand could reach the door handle, someone else's does. She looked up to find the one and only Tony Stark.
"Sorry for the phone and buzzing earlier." He says not meeting her eyes.
"Yeah, no it truly was very annoying." She says in the same tone tony talked her into talking.
"You got a ride?" Tony says, opening the door.
"Sorry?"
"How would it be, Ms. Windsor, if I dropped you your home tonight?"
"Sure would be something media will live to talk about."
"Then let's give the world something to talk about." He said. Something there was in him that made Isla smile.
"But, I'm sure, Mr. Stark, that world already had enough to talk about." She knew about Tony's playboy reputation And however much she could have felt the attractiveness but she had resolved to not fall for it.
"Consider me dropping you tonight."
She playfully looked at her hand as if there was a watch and then shook her head saying, "no time for considerations."
"Thing about it." He was so determined to drop the lady to her house that he knew he had to make her agree.
"I will." She said, walking out of the door. Tony could have felt her out of his league but there was no such thing that couldn't have been his.
"When?"
"Just..." She said smiling and shaking her head but then she turned around and climbed down the stairs leaving Tony staring at the woman he had just let go and smiling and himself.
Isla made her way all the way to the exit or entrance of the great building and stood there waiting for her car to arrive. Five minutes. Ten minutes. Fifteen minutes go by and there is no sign of her driver or her car.
"Waiting for someone?" a voice behind her said.
"Yeah... my fiancee was supposed to pick me up." she lied. She had no fiancee but she didn't want to get caught up in tony's one night stands. His face seemed to have dropped a little but he hadn't given up hope.
"Oh, I didn't know that. Looks like he stood you up." was all he could get out of his mouth but he let his brain wander off to think of more ways to get her interested into him.
"Maybe I can drop you off," he said yet again. Isla sighed heavily. She knew that the driver was not gonna turn up and made a mental note to herself to fire him the first thing the next day but right she needed to get home which was not on a walking distance, rather it was an hour car journey from where the Stark Industries building stood, one of the many reasons she didn't personally wanted to come for the meeting but she knew how important of a deal it was for both the industries' mutual benefits.
"I think you got it." she finally said. Tony raised his keys and pressed the button on it. The car, his Audi R8 came towards them and Tony opened the door for Isla. She looked at him for once and then got into the car.
Tony walked his way around to the driver's seat and settled himself in the seat. He closed the door and looked at himself in the rear mirror before he pressed his foot on the accelerator. In the very Stark style, he drove the car at a high speed. The awkward tension between the two people was high but none of them was anxious except for the fact that Isla was, and Tony was feeling this unnamed feeling. He had never felt nervous around a lady before and right there at that moment he found himself sweating.
"you do realize that if you would have agreed on me driving you home earlier we would probably be halfway now," Tony said looking towards the traffic coming ahead.
"Actually, I do," Isla said small looking out of the window watching the city lights.
"So, where do you live?" Tony asked her obviously trying to make conversation with her.
Isla turned towards him and almost smirked. Tony threw her a confused look.
"What?" he said.
"I just realized that you're gonna realize that you have got yourself into some trouble," she said smiling.
"What?"
"I live in Lex. Lexington Avenue. Hour drive if the road is clear and now that it's not, a three-hour ride. For sure." She said and then turned back towards the car window.
"I realized I had made a mistake when I started feeling nervous around you." He thought to himself and smiled at the thought.
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"Stark, you should come inside. You can't drive all the way back to park ave. It will take you another four hours. You'll go mad with all the driving." Isla pleaded him to stay for the night as she stood at her door.
"Really?" he asked her back standing in front of his car. Isla wouldn't have asked him to stay but the four hours she had spent with him in the car cracking jokes and reply sarcastically had made her comfortable with him being around.
"You care for me too much, Windsor." Tony laughed and entered her (heaven of a) mansion but it was no match for his huge mansion.
