Tony Stark Smile Novels & Stories

He continued to drink from the bottle. Just then, the smell of food hit him. His stomach growled. The servants brought in the dishes. And that’s when he caught a pair of blue eyes. Looking at him. Not measuring. But smiling. Flirty. Tony smirked. ‘Cute,’ he thought. He returned the look and winked. ‘I won't be bored here, then.’ **

Because I am so inquisitive, I decided to ask. “It is true, Madam!” After providing her response, Sonya bolted in the direction of the counter. It is as if what she is looking for is the hidden treasure of the Earth. Due to the fact that she had been partly obstructing my view of Bullet earlier, now that she has left my table, I am able to see the guy who is smiling continuously while he is eating. When I saw him, I rolled my eyes. He is extremely insane! Why the hell is he smiling? What the heck with the smile? I always picture him as someone who is so gentleman when it comes to women. He would have been a nice boyfriend if he didn’t do shits to me.

I gave him a smile that insinuated a lot of things. " Hello, everyone," Tony said in a friendly tone and they all smiled at him. The girls did too much of that smiling. Lucas just stares at us. " I knew your man was taking care of you but damn, you both are..." Roberts said and I grinned at him. Then the music became louder in the club and it was time for everyone to shake the stress away. The party just got started, I turned to my seat and sat down and Tony followed behind me. I sat down in the exact position before he came.

His intimidating look had no effect on her though, it didn't stop her from smiling and showing how proud she was to have managed persuade him into engaging into practising social activities. "Don't worry about that. It will be fun, I assure you. Mark my words too Mr. Stanley." She beamed at him, pointing at his face two thumbs-up which he immediately frowned upon at. "Stop smiling already and let's get going." "Ooooh, I see that someone can't wait." "Just shut up and let's go." +++++

“Well, well. Couldn’t stay away, huh?” I tugged my lab coat tighter, stepped forward, and faced them—all of them. “So, who’s bleeding? Anyone need stitches or just a good old-fashioned ass-whooping?” Tony smirked like he was enjoying every second of this. “Look at you, Scarlett. Still got that smart mouth. Must be real cozy cracking jokes when your back’s against the wall.” I shrugged. “If I had a dollar for every time you showed up like a bad rash, I could’ve paid you off months ago.”

At least his memory was pobably not intact and I still had time to act fast. “You gave us one hell of a scare Mr Stark” I suddenly said, making his eyes snap to mine, looking confused, but I knew exactly how to handle a situation like this. “But thank goodness, you’re okay now” I finished, smiling brightly at him despite the fact I still didn't feel like smiling. I was too damn pissed to even think about smiling.

Tony strolled in like he owned the place, his usual cocky grin plastered across his face. “Knocking’s optional now, I take it?” I smirked, setting my pen down. “Don’t act like you’re busy, Marco,” Tony shot back, dropping into the chair across from me. “I know you’ve been sitting there smiling at those reports like a kid who just figured out Santa’s real.” I chuckled, shaking my head. “What can I say? It’s been a while since I’ve seen something go right without turning into a damn disaster.” “Well, enjoy it while it lasts. You’ve earned it,” Tony said, leaning back in his chair with an easy confidence that only he could pull off.

And I can guess what it probably is. “Hey.” I say gently, “we’re going to figure out for certain if those are in fact vampires that your patrols and trackers smelled, and then we’re going to figure out the best course of action. You’re an amazing Alpha, Scarlett. You got this.” She smiles at me, but it’s a different smile than the one a few moments ago that was the smile of a woman content, post-coitus. This smile is the true one of a grateful friend. “Thanks, Raul.” She says as she reaches her hand out and begins running it through my hair. “I appreciate knowing that you’ve got my back.”

Sitting behind his desk, Mr. Stark's phone rang, and he smiled at the caller ID as it displayed his secretary's name. "What is it?" He answered, leaning back in his chair, eyes closing for a moment. "Mr. Aniston is here to see you." Her voice came across the line, and she sounded stressed. Instantly, Mr. Stark's eyes popped open and he sat up straight, his expression becoming serious at her words. "Let him come in!" He said immediately. "Make some tea and cookies for him. "

Not mockingly. Not shyly. Like he knew something Thanos didn't. That smile hit lower than expected. Thanos looked away. "Fuck off." But he still didn't move.