Avengers Fanfiction Peter Calls Tony During A Meeting Mga Nobela at Kwento

She turned to Sven, giving this ridiculous look that was suppose to be cute with an extremely irritating voice that she thought went along with the face “you heard her, right? Everything's been forgiven” “You see, Sven?” Tony said, desperation written all over his face “can we be partners again?” Sven turned to me, giving me the ‘are you sure?’ look. I couldn't lie though, it felt good that this particular partnership needed my answer to go or not. I nodded, a small smile displayed on my face. Sven turned back to Tony, a plain look on his “Yes, we can. But from now, I talk to you directly, not through your daughter. I want nothing to do with her.”

"Mr. Thorne gave strict orders. No interruptions." "I'm his wife, Peter," I said, not breaking stride. "I'm not an interruption." "But he's in a sensitive meeting! Classified!" "With Agent Miller, right?" I asked. "Uh... yes. Yes. Agent Miller." Peter’s eyes darted to the left. A tell. He was lying. My stomach dropped. I didn't stop. I sidestepped Peter and shoved the heavy doors open. "Julian, I need to talk to—" I froze.

“And maybe do a real wedding between you and Peter.” My jaw dropped. For several seconds, I couldn’t form a single word. I slowly turned toward Peter. He was smiling. Then I looked back at Mom. “What?” “Ava…” Peter called out. “Wait.” I held up a hand. “Did I hear you properly?” “Ava, you don’t have to hold it in anymore.” Peter stepped closer and reached for my hand. “He might be powerful here, but not everywhere.” My fingers went rigid inside his. “Are you insinuating that we would run away from him and start a new life somewhere else?”

he said while yawning. Ashton and Peter both had a talk on call about the meeting and their plans for tomorrow. After sometime they talk about absolutely nothing but crap and lastly declined the call. Ashton laid back holding pillow close to himself and his thoughts went back to that time, replaying the memory of his first encounter with Bella.

‎I cannot hear what the person on the other side of the call is saying. ‎Then Mr. Peter speaks again. ‎“He confirmed it himself. He said his name is Victor, but he lied about what led him into the woods. It seems he doesn’t trust me yet.” ‎My heartbeat quickens immediately. ‎Then suddenly, I hear the other person clearly because Mr. Peter puts the call on loudspeaker. ‎“Keep him there with you.” ‎I freeze completely. ‎A cold chill runs down my spine. ‎Who exactly is Mr. Peter? ‎And who is he talking to on the phone? ‎

How come they registered an irrelevant person print in a safe storage, it's not adding up. “Avery. Why are you pointing the gun at me?” Peter asked looking at her surprised. Avery looked around. It was the storage that has ammunitions and weapons. Did Peter used her to get here? Is he working with Mayor? She has always been on her guard, how come she didn't read through Peter's scheme. Peter, who has already seen through her thoughts, couldn't help but laugh out loud. Avery looked at him with displeasure. “I must confess you are a smart one.” His tone changed from the pitiful man that Avery knows to a deep strong one. Avery cursed herself for trusting him. Peter dropped his hands.

Bella arrogantly responds. “If you have some time, can I talk with you”? Peter asked their permission humbly which astonishes Bella and Alina more. “Why we don’t want to talk to you Peter. We are busy and no need for this fake polite face. We all know your evil intentions. Just go and don’t ruin our lunch”. Bella snapped at Peter. Peter smile and looked at Alina apologetically. “I know you would reply to me like this. But I need just a few minutes. I want to confess something”. Peter added.

Xander took his phone out of his pocket and furrowed his brows. I also looked at the screen and took a deep breath. “Let them rest here, Peter,” I instructed Peter. “Do…. Do you want them to stay here?” Peter asked me, and I nodded in response. “I need to take this call.” Xander whispered to me, and I gave him a curt nod. He kissed my temple and slowly released me from his embrace. “Yes, Peter. A simple rogue attack didn’t feel simple at all.” I said to Peter in a low and serious tone.

“Stop crying, baby. You know you shouldn't do this kind of thing.” “What do you mean by threatening on the phone?” Vivienne asked as she stopped beside me, her eyes fixed on her husband, “When did you talk on the phone?” Shit. “Hmm, yesterday when you came to my house and left your phone before you went to see the balcony... Hmm, your husband called and I answered,” I mumbled embarrassed. “He almost made me pee, Vivi. The man's voice when he's angry can pulverize rocks, baby,” Peter said amused. “And I'm not her husband, man. We're not married.”

His subordinates, recognizing the signs of a hectic night, avoided eye contact, focusing on their work. Tony's right-hand man, Dominic, approached discreetly. "Long night, boss?" Dominic asked Tony politely. Tony smirked, acknowledging the truth. "You could say that, Dominic. Let's make sure everything is in order today." Tony said as he walked into his office. Tony, emerging from a crucial meeting with rival factions, after the meeting he couldn't help but think about Alyssa so he signalled to Dominic, his trusted right-hand man, to come over. "Dominic, get my secretary on the line. And let her know I am done with my meetings so she can come over now" Tony said authoritatively.