HI! Hello to anyone who took the time to read my story! I'm just a beginner, I've never written fanfic before so go easy on me :)
I do not own Iron Man or Avengers or Anything associated with Marvel. I just own my OC Lucy :)
In all her career, Lucy never imagined she would ever end up at an interview, for a job that didn't involve... well, combat. It seemed like all her training meant nothing as she sat on the plush couch, with her black pencil skirt, and couldn't stop herself from fidgeting every few moments. She would reach up and fix her ponytail, or straighten out the wrinkles in her shirt, check herself in the reflection of her phone. Anything to keep her mind off the real reason she was here. Every now and then she would glance up at the digital clock on the wall, only to realize that a minute had passed.
Lucy looked around the sophisticated room. It was odd being in a house you could only see in dreams. The fact that the house had been artfully placed on cliff, blew her mind, but what else can you expect from the richest man on earth? Not to mention the fact that he was the one and only Iron Man, and he was about the smartest man in their century. Building a house, inches from falling into the ocean must have been a piece of cake. She had wanted desperately to go by the window and see the view, but she just couldn't will herself to get up. She was the almighty, butt kicking Lucy, and she couldn't get her ass of the couch to go look out the window. Tragic, some might say, but others who know her better would beg to differ, stating that her careless attitude, mixed with her big mouth, made a great spy.
Tony sat in his office, staring blankly at the paper before him, Every single name, had a cross through it, marking his dissatisfaction with each and every person that strode into his building, expecting to work for him, expecting to work for Tony Stark. It was mostly women that came to meet him, which he had no problem with. Their heels would click against the tile floor, their hair being flipped around in all directions. They looked nice, in their short, tight skirts and 4 inch heels, but they could never be like Pepper. He sighed, tossing the paper into the trash and lifting his feet onto the desk.
"Jarvis, is that all we have?"
"Sir, there seems to be one more candidate waiting in your living room."
He groaned, running a hand through his hair. "Name?"
"Her name is Lucille Porter, and may I add, she has very good references. Should I call her in?"
Tony took a breath before standing up from his swivel chair, well...Pepper's swivel chair. "No that's alright Jarvis, I'll bring her in myself." he replied, almost dragging himself to the door.
It had been almost three months since Pepper had left. Something about moving on, and wanting to start a family. He never really saw the importance in it, but without her, he was a lost puppy, left to fend for himself, tie his own shoelaces, run his own company. He brushed away the thoughts as he neared the living room. Tony looked up and stopped dead in his tracks.
She was beautiful, he had to admit. Something about her was different from the hundreds of women that he had encountered. Maybe it was the soft smile she had on her face, as she walked to the window, peering out at the ocean below. Or maybe she reminded him of someone else, reminded him of Pepper. But he couldn't dawn on that, no, Pepper was gone and was never going to come back. Tony had to find someone else to take up his responsibilities, seeing that he could never take them up on his own. He shoved his hands into his pocket and took a step towards her. "Nice view huh?"
Lucy broke her gaze with the waves lapping up on the side of the cliff, turning to see the one and only, standing a few feet away...Staring right at her. She put on a dazzling smile and locked her hands behind her back. "It's probably the best I've ever seen."
Tony smirked, nearing the window. "You should see it when the sun sets, it makes the water look ten times prettier." Lucy smiled and glanced at him. "I'm sure it does." she replied gently, before reaching out a hand towards him. "It's an honor to meet you Mr. Stark, my name's Lucy Porter, I hope I'm not too late for an interview." Tony took her hand, carefully giving it a shake. "Pleasure's all mine Miss Porter. Actually, to be honest, you're the last one for today, so I guess I can take it easy one you." he winked, giving her one of his signature grins.
Was he flirting? Or was that just his nature?: To hit on women, every chance he got. It was confusing, mind bending how he actually thought that he could make every woman on earth, fall head over heels for him. Lucy faked a smile in reply. it wasn't her choice to be here at all, she would rather be assigned to kill an Ambassador in Bulgaria, than have to deal with such an ego fueled man. "Shall we get started then?"
Tony dropped his hands to his sides again, instinctively reaching for his pocket. "Yeah, sure. Just follow me." he said, turning and leading her to his office. He resisted the urge to glance over his shoulder to get another look at her, and boy was it tempting. With swift movements he brought her into the office, gesturing for her to sit, and settling down himself across from her. Tony was almost positive he had his gaze glued to her longer than he should have. "So Miss. Porter tell me about yourself."
Lucy sat politely her legs crossed and her hands nestled in her lap, "Please Mr. Stark, call me Lucy. I really don't like formalities." she smiled again. Apparently it was working. "Well I use to work for-"
"You're hired."
"Wh- What?"
Tony smirked tossing her file on the table. "Didn't you hear me? You're hired, you're perfect."
She blinked, still processing what just happened. "Um, alright then."
He smiled and stood, still grinning down at her. "Well Lucy, you start tomorrow. Get pumped!" Tony stepped around the desk towards her. "I should expect you around 7 tomorrow. We can talk about your pay and other details tomorrow also." he patted her shoulder. "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll do great." Tony winked and walked out of the room.
Lucy watched him leave and scoffed. "What the hell just happened." she muttered.