Chapter 4: Blackmail in the finest way

A/N: Hey everyone, I'm back! Sorry it took me so long to update this story. I had trouble figuring out how to write this scene and I finally came up with something after seeing Ironman 3! I hope you guys enjoy the scene that is about to unfold between Emma and Tony.

Disclaimer: I don't own Ironman, I just own my oc's.

Enjoy!

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"Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap" was the only thing going through Emma's mind at that moment.

Lady Luck was not on her side today at all. Not only did she have to see her picture with Tony Stark this morning, but now said man was standing right in front of her. She thought that she wouldn't have to see him again but it seemed fate had to be cruel to her.

She gulped and tried to remain calm.

"Easy Emma, maybe it's just a coincidence" she thought.

"Oh who are you kidding? As if he would have to visit a hospital at this time of day. Maybe if I just walk away, it'll be like it never happened"

Liking her idea, she spun on her heel and walked away fast.

"Not so fast, Blondie" Tony said as he grabbed her suspenders.

Emma made a face and looked over her shoulder. Tony wore that know it all smirk of his when he knew he caught her.

"Where are you off to in such a hurry?" he asked.

"You look like you're trying to avoid someone"

Emma laughed nervously as she tried to back away.

"Who? Me? Never" she said.

"I'm just running late for work"

Tony raised an eyebrow.

"Oh really? Well then, I guess you're too busy to be returned this"

He produced her camera from his pocket and dangled it in front of her face.

Emma gasped and went to snatch for it. She couldn't believe that this creep had her lucky camera.

Tony held the camera over his head and snickered when she went to jump for it.

"Now is that how you're supposed to react when someone returns something to you?" he asked.

"I think you're supposed to thank me first"

Emma stopped jumping and looked at Tony.

"Thank you?" she repeated.

Tony shrugged.

"Yeah, I mean, I did come out of my way to return your camera. The least you can do is thank me. Didn't your mother teach you manners?"

Emma resisted the urge to slap him across the face. Who did he think he was to tell her about manners? She would be surprised if he even knew what they were. If he didn't have her camera, she would have told him to piss off, but her camera meant more to her than her dignity at the moment.

Putting on the fakest smile she could manage, she decided to cave in.

"Oh, thank you so much for going out of your way to return my camera to me, Mr. Stark. You are such a gentleman" she said 'cheerfully'.

"You forgot to mention handsome and genius" Tony said.

Emma scowled and dropped the cheerful act.

"Now you're gonna tell me how I should thank you? Take it or leave it"

Tony held his hands up.

"Fine, fine, don't bite my head off. Here's your camera"

He held out the camera for her to take.

Emma felt relieved that she could have her trusty camera back in her hands again. Now she could expand her collection of the places she had been to from her job.

Just as her fingers grazed against the device, Tony snatched it back.

"Oh, that's right, I almost forgot; we still have to talk about that little incident back in Vegas"

Ah, so now this explained why he was here. He wanted payback for getting drenched.

Emma crossed her arms.

"Listen, I didn't mean to get you soaked in front of millions of people" she said.

"But I'm pretty sure they've caught you in worse situations than that. Besides, I'm sure you enjoyed all of the attention you got from it"

"Oh, I'm not upset about that" Tony said.

"It's the fact that you ruined my expensive suit with your little stunt"

Emma rolled her eyes. This guy was worse than a teenager.

"I'm pretty sure you're more than capable of getting a new one" she pointed out.

"That's just pocket change to you. Why bother me with it?"

Tony smirked darkly.

"Because since you ruined it, you should be the one to replace it" he said.

Emma's eyes bugged out. He wanted her to what?

"Excuse me?!"

"You heard me" Tony said smugly.

"Since you ruined my suit, I thinks it's only fair that you replace it. You should consider yourself lucky; I'm going easy on you. I could have called the cops or have done worse"

Emma scoffed at the threat.

"I think I would rather take worse than pay for your stupid suit" she spat.

Tony smirked arrogantly.

"Alright, but you asked for it" he warned.

Emma simply held her hand out.

"Can I have my camera back now? I need to return to work"

Tony dropped the camera in her hand and stuffed his into his pockets.

Emma put her camera into her purse and looked at Tony.

"I would say it's been a pleasure talking to you, but I would be lying and that's just rude" she said.

"Thanks for giving me my camera back. Now leave me alone"

She spun on her heel and walked off.

Tony just watched as she merged with the crowd before laughing and getting into his car. He sped off and went to his next destination.

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Emma huffed when she reached the studio. Thanks to that prick Tony Stark, she was late to coming back to work.

"Sorry I'm late, Jeremy" she said.

"You won't believe who I ran into as I was coming here. It was that self-centered, know-it-all Tony Sta-"

She stopped in her tracks when she saw Tony sitting at her desk with that know it all grin on his face. Jeremy had a forced smile on as he laughed nervously.

"Hey, Emma. It's about time you got back" he said.

"This is Tony Stark-the richest man in Malibu"

Emma raised an eyebrow at the billionaire. What was he trying to pull now?

Tony put on a fake cheerful smile and acted like he didn't see her earlier.

"There she is! The woman of the hour! We were just talking about you"

Emma really didn't like where this was going.

"Did you now?"

"Mr. Stark was telling me about how the two of you met in Vegas" Jeremy said.

"I'm sure he would be talking about it since it's in the paper" Emma said dully.

"If he's looking for an apology he's picked the wrong time for it"

Jeremy made a fact at her blunt answer. Tony on the other hand just laughed and walked up to her.

"Oh no, I'm the one who should be apologizing" he said dramatically.

Emma was caught off guard but made sure not to show it. This was a trap and she knew it.

"I mean, it's pretty obvious that you were just a fan trying to take a picture of your idol" he said.

"You went through all that trouble of trying to take a picture of little old me"

Emma could hear the sirens going off in her head. She didn't like where this was going.

Tony grabbed her hand and gave her a nasty smirk.

"And what kind of man would I be if I didn't let one of my fans take a few pictures?" he asked.

"Since you went through all that trouble, I thought I would make your dreams come true and take a few pictures of me"

The color drained completely from Emma's face.

"W-wha?"

Tony knew he got her and pulled her into a one armed hug.

"That's right! Your boss Jeremy here was telling me about your work and that you make amazing art books. And I think you would be perfect to make a book with all of my photos"

Emma couldn't tell if her body was shaking because of her Parkinson's or from the anger she was feeling right now. So this was how he going to be. If he couldn't get her to pay for his suit, then he would just torture her by being around her.

Tony was simply enjoying her reaction and couldn't get enough of it.

"I can tell your speechless, but I understand. It's not everyday that you have Tony Stark asking you to take his pictures"

Emma willed herself to put on a smile even though she wanted to gag.

"Oh, I'm just bursting with excitement" she said sarcastically.

"Although, I'm afraid I can't take up such a generous offer. I'm completely booked with different clients and I don't think my boss would let me take another project right now"

She knew Jeremy wouldn't fail her, he wouldn't throw her to the wolves. She looked at her boss to see a slightly guilty look on his face. Jeremy avoided eye contact with her and whistled.

Emma narrowed her eyes.

"Jeremy?"

Jeremy laughed nervously and gulped.

"A-actually that's what Mr. Stark and I were talking before you came" he said nervously.

"He offered to pay upfront instead of later and even offered to buy us new equipment"

Emma glared daggers at her boss with murderous intent. He sold her off for new supplies and to be paid upfront?

"Jeremy" she growled.

Jeremy cringed and back away.

"I-it won't be so bad" he said.

"That's right, Angel face" Tony said.

He wrapped his arm around her shoulder again and steered her away.

"Now let's discuss what I want for my book and when we should meet for shoots"

Emma looked over her shoulder and glared at Jeremy.

"Jeremy, you bastard! You're dead!" she hissed.

Jeremy clasped his hands together.

"Please don't hate me!" he called out.

"Although I have a feeling you will"

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Tony lead her outside of the building and held her arm in case she ran away.

"You bastard" she growled.

Tony shrugged like it was nothing.

"Hey, you said you wanted worse" he pointed out.

"And what's worse than being stuck with me?"

Emma growled and crossed her arms.

"Well, I'm not taking your pictures so you can kiss my ass" she said.

"And there's nothing you can do to change my mind"

Tony reached into his pocket and pulled out a memory card.

"Not even for this?"

Emma looked confused for a second before she opened her camera to find the memory card gone.

"Asshole" she spat.

Tony laughed.

"Did you honestly think I would give your camera back that easily?" he asked.

"I'm not a genius for nothing"

Emma went to stanch the memory card but Tony held it out of her reach.

"Not so fast, Blondie. You said you wanted worse and you got it"

Emma glared daggers at him.

"I would rather get arrested than take your stupid photos" she snapped.

Tony shrugged and pulled out his phone.

"Hey, if you say so" he said.

"Just remember that either way you won't get your memory card back from me"

He dialed for the police and pressed the phone to his ear.

"Hello, Malibu Police? I'm just calling to report a crazy paparazzi that-"

"Ok, ok, you win!" Emma snapped.

"I'll take your damn pictures, just give me my memory card back"

Tony smirked and put his phone away.

"I knew you would understand" he said.

"And you'll get it once you finish the book"

He held his hand out to her.

"If you cooperate you get your memory card and I won't turn you to the police, deal?"

Emma looked at his hand in disgust but knew she had no choice. Her camera meant more to her than her pride at the moment.

"Fine" she said, accepting his hand.

As she shook it, she felt like she signed her soul to the devil.

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A/N: Poor Emma, she has no idea what she got herself into. I think Tony's little blackmail was accurate enough, don't you think? He always gets his way.

Now Emma has to work for Tony if she wants to see her precious memory card again.

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Ja ne!