Avengers Fanfiction Peter Acts Like Tony Novels & Stories

Lisa was scared out of her wits when she saw the devilish smile on Peter’s face. She shouted in panic, “Help, Help.” Peter covered her mouth immediately and said unhappily, “You shouldn’t have shouted like this. Little woman.” Lisa widened her eyes in shock, the before gentleman Peter and now Peter was totally different. He was a scoundrel who was acting of being a gentleman. Lisa struggled to get free from him but his power was too much. He pinned her down on the ground and took off his coat rudely, just then he lowered his head to kiss her on the lips.

One of Ivan’s men moved quickly, stepping behind my dad and pressing the muzzle of a gun against the back of his head. "Dad!" I screamed, standing up so fast my chair flipped over. "Stay back, Jennifer," Ivan commanded, his voice cold. He looked at my father, who was staring at him with wide, terrified eyes. "Professor Parker. I am a man of tradition. I have come to ask for permission to court your daughter. I want to make her mine." My father swallowed hard, the gun glinting against his hair. "And if I say no?" Ivan’s expression didn't change. "Then you die. The answer is either yes, or it is death. Choose."

Meanwhile, Peter was seated across from Ethan and he heard everything that he said. He couldn’t believe that such a cold man was capable of flirting. He wanted to laugh so loud but he was just holding himself. He didn’t want to be punched on the face. “Boss, you have fallen for her” Peter said absentmindedly. Of late, you are looking happy.

This infuriated Peter, who shot back by saying "So, tell me, what is it that you want me to do? Stay still and don't make a sound while the two of you indulge in your passion for one another." He was referring to the time Damon changed into a wolf and spent time with Elevena when he was happy to know she was concerned about him and spent time with her for hours. Peter was well aware that they did not have a lot of time because if Alpha find out about this situation, he would not hesitate to take the life of anyone who was involved in it. Right now, he was away taking care of other things, but his arrival was soon confirmed, and when that day arrive, nobody could stop the storm that was waiti

Peter laughed crisply as he punched Alan lightly on the shoulder. Hearing those words, Alan froze. He could only stare at Peter with his eyes flashing with anger. But Peter didn't stop there to tease Alan. Both of Peter's fists were raised, and he punched Alan's arms lightly in turn. It was just playful, as sentence after sentence flowed smoothly from his mouth. “Why don't you say something back to me, hm? Are you afraid? Have you realized how much you owe me?” “Stop it, Peter. Fuck off.” “Oh, come on. Show me the muscles you built in that gym of yours.”

Watching Peter, Franco kissed him. “We’re a mess. She’s a hard nut to crack, and I made a mistake. But it wasn’t anything we can’t fix.” “Peter’s a mess already. I’m sorry, hon.” Peter’s pants were open now, and he rubbed himself. “She’s got a magnificent temper. All I wanted to do was take her and please her until she was no longer angry.” His eyes were closed and his face grimaced in tortured need as he breathed in her scent. “I’ll help you with that. See Benedict, you need to fix this so we can bring her into the pack fully.” Franco knelt before Peter and moved Peter’s hands from his lap.

Peter shows his damn attitude shutting his mouth "I know you more than you, punk." "If her blood pressure is low, she faints silently but doesn’t scream." "Second, she came into your room and screamed because she was scared of something." Aaron sees his manhood after listening to Peter, then he clears his throat. "I’m on break now. I'm not your employee, so let's talk like best friends. "Peter," Aaron said, his gaze drawn to him. "She saw me naked." "What?" Peter's eyes and his jaw dropped.

I rolled my eyes, "Those two shouldn't be allowed in the same room ever again. It's a recipe for disaster. Though, if I had to choose, Gavin's the bigger brute." Peter shook his head playfully, "Nah, Alex is way more of a brute. You should see him when he’s not pretending to be the sweet Alexander you once knew. He’s so fake." He was smiling from ear to ear as he spoke as if visualising what he’s saying. I raised an eyebrow amused by him. "You're talking like you're already in a relationship with him." He scoffed, a flush creeping up his neck. "Please. That's never happening."

I choked with tears, "Yours. I'm your bitch." "Now, that sounds right." Clearly, Anthony was extremely pleased. In a surge of adrenaline, he pounced on me, pinning me down beneath him. But just as I was clawing at his back and preparing myself to just go wild and let loose, Peter actually showed up at the door. With a grim expression on his face, he asked, "What are you both doing?" I almost passed out on the spot in fright. Did Peter regain his sight? Did he already find out about everything?

“Baam!” A strong hit fell on the desk, prompting Peter to back away slightly, not wanting to be a part of the rage that his employer was currently experiencing. “How dare she?” he screamed angrily as he tossed the device away. ‘Arnold is unaware, but has she forgotten that she is my lover? Is she attempting to irritate me, or is she trying to gain a title by clinging to him? What the hell is she doing?’ The more he thought about Avita’s behavior, the more enraged he became. It was at this point that he really realized how little he knew about her.