Plus-Sized Assassin
Not even if he’d look incredibly glorious lying on the ground, lifeless, that beautiful white suit he had on coated a beautiful, bright red as his blood pooled about him from the stab wound her beautiful knife could create.
And so she pulled away, but not before baring her teeth at him, her eyes shining with promise. “I’m going to show you how much you don't know me, Kenneth,” she hissed, backing into the dark.
Barbara shed the catering jacket in the shadows of the stairwell, leaving just the dress shirt and the blonde wig. Her eyes were incredibly dilated, like they did whenever she relinquished control to the Black Widow, you know, gave her the freedom and the space to enjoy her hunt.
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