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The day of the oscorp company party, Harry sent you out to get your hair, make up and nails done while he made sure the party would be set up just to his liking, his driver dropped you at the apartment, leaving you to go out your dress and shoes before you'd have to leave again. The dress sat on harrys couch, a pair of strappy stiletto heels In a box next to it, you took the dress out of its dust bag, a floor length black satin dress, deep v neckline with long flowing sleeves and slots on both sides going all of the way up just above your hip, another box next to the shoes, a small Vivian Westwood box with a silver necklace, it was beautiful, the second you laid eyes on it, you knew you'd never take it off, even at gun point.
You quickly changed your clothes, zipping yourself up, buckling up the heels and finally fastening the clasp on your necklace, you headed back out, riding the elevator down to the lobby of the complex and stepping into the backseat of the black car, "thank you Henry" you nervously smiled at Harry's driver, what if the other workers and representatives didn't like you? You knew how important this was to Harry and his business. Slowly pulling up at the oscorp building, it's mischievous bigger than the photos online, it was menacing in the darkening evening sky, "Nervous are we?" Henry turned to you, "yeah, I don't even know what to do while I'm in there, do I just sit there?" You awkwardly laughed, "you'll do great miss l/n" Henry comforted you, you nodded quickly before opening opening the door, you stepped out, heel clicking on the floor, you breathed in, confidently stepping out, closing the car door and walked through the doors, heels clacking as you confidently  made your way to Harry who was near the stairs, hating with some fancy looking people, you gulped as you saw his eyes dart to you, back to people, and you again, "Marvin, Alex this is my lovely partner Y/n," he stated,  what did he call you? Your cheeks flushed at the idea of him telling people you were together, the men looked you up and down, "she pick the dress?" The men laughed,
"Me actually, stunning isn't she?" Harry glared at them,
"She's a bit revealed, quite unprofessional to let your employees dress like that Ozzie" the taller man grinned, "not an employee" he smiled at the taller men, they both hummed and walked away, probably to go cat call female oscorp employees, "wow, look at you" he gushed looking at you, he wrapped his arms around your waist, "your suits nice, mr Osborn" you smiled straightening his tie,
"Do you like the necklace?" I asked sincerely looking at the jewellery hanging slightly below your collar bone, "I love it, its too expensive though, no more pulling stunts like this" you glanced up at him, he smiled lightly at you, tipping your chin upwards slightly and placing a soft kiss on your lips, "I've gotta go talk to some asshole, see if he'll buy this invention" he sighed, just then,
"Harry!" The man called out, he looked you up and down, "Harry's hot lady friend" he smiled, "Mr stark," Harry forced a smile, holy shit. Tony stark just called you hot, billionaire playboy tiny stark, fucking iron man! You were snapped out of your thoughts by Harry's arm sneaking it's way around your waist, "so, Stark are you interested in purchasing the smart desk?" Harry asked smiling,
"Depends, does she come with it?" He laughed, causing his crowd to burst out in laughter too, "No stark," Harry tried to force out his laugh,
"I'd like to discuss this privately actually, over call preferably, I'll call when I'm free" Tony winked at you, and with that Tony strutted out of the party,out of the building and out of your mind. You felt Harry let go of you, so you can him a reassuring hand squeeze, kissing him on the cheek to let him know you knew he'd be able to sell his invention to some other swanky billionaire at the party, "I think it best if you leave y/n," he sighed, "I'll see you at my apartment later" he walked opus the stairs, you chocked back a sob, calling Henry to take you to your apartment. This was going to be a long night.

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