Getting job in Stark Industries, her own father's company, proved to be rather difficult. However, at least she was able to land one in the Engineering Department even though it took longer than she expected.

Tonight is the company CEO Tony Stark's 37th birthday party. If it wasn't for her friend from the I.T. Department who happens to be daughter of a board member, she would not have been invited to come along.

Morgan stands next to the bar, taking sips of her cocktail. Tonight, she wears a beautiful crimson-red silk dress that exposes her back for the occasion, her nipples sticking out on the fabric due to the cold atmosphere of the elegant place. Gold necklace embraces her neck with a light-blue heart-shaped gem pendant lays on her chest just above her cleavage. She meticulously picked the color and style that resembles Iron man in hopes of getting his attention.

Tony's birthday party is full of posh people, including her friend who is now mingling with other socialites. Loud rock music playing and chattering of people can be heard. Truthfully, if it wasn't for the chance to see him, her father Tony Stark again, she prefers to avoid this kind of gatherings. She's not the kind of girl who likes socializing with other rich people, even when she was the heiress of the company.

"Uhm, Excuse me," a familiar voice speaking behind her and a hand brushing up on her upper arm to get her attention.

Turning around to face where the voice came from, she gasps upon noticing who was trying to speak with her.

"I am guessing you already know who I am." He continues with a smirk on his face when he noticed her surprised reaction. "…and to whom do I owe the pleasure of meeting such a beautiful lady?" he added still smirking as he offers his hand asking for hers.

"Uhhh… uhmm… da-" lost for words to say to the man in front of her, tears started flowing out of her eyes, completely losing her composure. Wanting to hug him but instead gave him her hand which he gently kisses.

"Oh, I'm sorry did I offend you? Miss?" He asks her.

"No sir, uhm, Mr. Stark. I was just really glad to see you." She replies wiping the obnoxious tears out of her eyes, "Morgan, sir, Morgan Parker from the Engineering Department."

"Well Morgan, nice to meet you and you can call me Tony." Smiling at her.

Noticing that Tony Stark had chosen a woman, the DJ changes the music from rock to a slower pace.

"Care to dance Morgan?" Tony inviting her to the center of the crowd.

"Sure Mr. Stark, I mean, Tony." She replies as Tony began leading her towards the crowd where others have started dancing by pairs.

Eyes have fixed at the pair as they moved towards the center. Many young girls in the party envied the fact that she's now holding hands with none other than Tony Stark himself. However, everyone knows Tony Stark will just toss her away when he gets bored of her.

The two dances slowly, swaying to the slow rhythm of the music. Holding hands with Tony Stark and her other hand is holding his muscular upper arm while Tony's other hand is resting on her waist.

As Tony pulls her closer to him, Morgan rests her head on his chest, savoring the scent of his expensive cologne. "I missed you." She murmured, not wanting to believe that she's holding him so close to her. Remembering all the fun times she had with him as a child."

"Excuse me?" confused Tony Stark replies to her words.

"Oh, I'm sorry Mr. Stark. I didn't mean to-" she tries explaining herself.

"It's alright Morgan." Tony replying to her with a smile, cutting her off before pulling her back to him.

As the two continues to dance, Tony gently glides his hand down from her waist before cupping an ass cheek and squeezing it signaling to her that he wants to sleep with her.

"Mr. Stark…" she whispers to him, not knowing how to reject his advances.

"Well Ms. Parker, I'm getting kinda bored." Tony whispers back to her. "We should continue back in my room, don't you think?" finishing his words with an invitation.

Morgan thinks of a way to reject his offer without hurting his pride. However, before she could even speak a word, she feels her hand get yanked and now leading her out of the party, away from the people. Eyes staring back at her while Tony drags her out of the place and back to his suite.