Pursing her lips, she tried to bite back on speaking her mind to the woman behind the desk. She was on the ground floor of Stark Tower, and the woman behind the expensive desk was being rather... bitchy.
She was acting like she was here to see the man for money, sex, or worse, both.
The idea hadn't been appealing before, and now that she knew her relation to the man, it made her nauseous.
"I need see Stark-san!" it probably didn't help that her English sucked. She was mentally cursing her dog-eared friend, for ruining her study time.
AN: As promised! The second update for the week! You guys are so lucky I love you all and that I have a backlog for this story.