Natasha stood in front of a full length mirror, staring at herself. She felt odd and very unlike herself. But she had to admit, she did look pretty.
Her short red hair was curled and pinned back, a couple strands left loose, framing her face. She had an almost perfected smoky eye, which took her hours to finally get right after watching many Youtube videos. She had on a slight blush, and to pull it all together, a dark red lipstick. She wore simple black dangly earrings, the only jewelry that she was wearing at all.
The most important part of the look was the dress. A simple, fitted, long black dress. It was sleeveless and had a sweetheart neckline. It was snug in all the right places. Sure, she didn't dress like this to events when she was Tony's assistant, but she had noticed the wives and girlfriends of important people dressed similarly. And since she was the date of one of the most important people at the event, she figured she should bring out the guns and make herself look as stunning as possible.
And damn, did she do well.
She turned away from the mirror to go find her purse. Since her dress had no pockets, she found an old purse to carry around instead, keeping a couple of small weapons handy inside. She could never be too careful.
As she checked the clock, she couldn't help but feel a bit nervous. What was she doing, getting so dressed up for this event? She wasn't trying to impress anyone, was she? She sighed and shook her head. No, this is just a job. Act as Tony's girlfriend, which also meant that she should do her best to fit the part. That was all she was doing.
She poured herself a glass of champagne to calm her nerves as she waited for the billionaire to arrive. Earlier that evening, they had decided it would be best if he had picked her up and they arrived together. Begin this charade as soon as possible.
The twist in her stomach reminded her of how much she didn't want this to be a charade. She wanted it to be real, but she knew the likelihood of that happening was pretty much zero. She downed the rest of her glass and tried to mentally prepare herself for the evening.