Night, Andaz Hotel Fifth Avenue, New York.
On the rooftop restaurant, only Richard and Natasha were on the huge observation deck.
Tonight, Natasha wore a semi-transparent red tulle dress, her fair and delicate skin glowing with a radiant, jade-like luster against the red backdrop.
Her V-neck low-cut dress was adorned with gold lace, and her full, high breasts appeared even more prominent and proud in the night breeze.
A square dining table was moved from inside the restaurant to the observation deck, just a step away from the infinity pool, a favorite photo spot for countless online celebrities.
The Empire State Building can be seen directly through the glass railings.
The bottle of red wine on the table was almost empty...
Natasha, slightly tipsy, had a hint of dazedness in her grey eyes.
She flashed a stunning smile, raised a wine glass with only half a glass of red wine remaining, and stood up with a swaying motion.
" Richard..."
The soft murmur gave her originally hoarse voice a captivating magnetism.
Natasha swayed around the square table and walked toward Richard.
However, the slender heel of the red high heel accidentally got stuck in a gap on the edge of the pool.
"Ah!"
She let out a soft cry, her body tilted forward, and she was about to fall into the swimming pool.
Richard flashed to Natasha's side, his long arms gently encircling her slender waist.
The two locked eyes, Natasha's gaze toward Richard grew increasingly alluring. As her bright red lips parted slightly, a sweet, cloying scent of wine wafted out.
Richard felt the woman's slender, firm waist and incredibly smooth, silky thighs beneath him, and his heart pounded faster.
The bright moonlight shone on Natasha's flushed face, which was flushed with a hint of intoxication, exuding a captivating charm.
Her watery eyes shimmered with a moist light, and her alluring red lips parted slightly, uttering a soft murmur, " Richard ~"
Richard could no longer suppress the surging impulse within him, and lowered his head to capture those long-desired, rosy lips...
The wine glass, half-filled with red wine, suddenly fell from mid-air and disappeared into the swimming pool.
The red wine flowed into the clear water, and the waves, rising and falling with the night breeze, tinged the pool with a crimson hue.
The crimson Portal opened silently, and Richard picked up the delicate Natasha and stepped inside.
The following morning, on the king-size bed in the hotel's presidential suite.
Natasha slowly opened her eyes.
The moment she felt the warm hand covering her chest, she couldn't help but blush slightly.
Suddenly, a strong arm tightened around her waist, causing Natasha to spin and be pinned down by a muscular body.
Richard, seeing Natasha's rosy, languid expression, lightly kissed the tip of her nose. "You're awake~"
"Mmm~" Natasha's eyes flickered, and she responded softly, her fair and delicate hands smoothly hooking around his neck.
Sensing her challenge, Richard lowered his head and buried his face in her long neck, planting a hickey...
An hour later, the battle ceased.
Natasha, drenched in sweat, collapsed onto Richard, her eyes closed in contentment, still immersed in the wonderful afterglow.
Richard gently stroked her smooth back, soothing her emotions.
After a while, Richard patted Natasha's shapely bottom and said, "Time to get up, Natasha."
"Hmph~" Natasha let out a lazy hum and twisted her delicate body in protest.
"Hiss~" Richard felt the friction of hardness and softness, and couldn't help but gasp. He gritted his teeth, suppressing the urge to start another battle, and warned in a hoarse voice:
"Hey girl! If you keep this up, I'll let you experience what it's like to be bedridden for days!"
Natasha's body trembled, and she quickly released her arms from Richard's neck, rolling off him.
"Don't want!"
"I'm up!!!"
Richard breathed a sigh of relief and complained, "You're really bad at the game, yet you love to play!"
Natasha rolled her eyes at him and stubbornly said, "I'll definitely win next time!!"
Richard ignored her, got out of bed, and went into the bathroom.
Richard sent Natasha back to the Sky Fortress, then teleported back to Kamar-Taj.
Natasha sneaked into the Dormitory, only to find Yelena sitting on her bed with her arms crossed as soon as she opened the door.
" Yelena?!" she exclaimed in surprise, then asked with a hint of guilt, "You, what are you doing in my room?!"
Yelena curled her lip and said ruthlessly, "Someone didn't come home all night, looks like he finally gave himself away!"
Natasha blushed slightly at the words, but then, indignant, she put her hands on her hips and scolded:
"I'm the older sister, Yelena!"
"And what do you mean I finally gave myself away?!"
"Where... where can I get myself?!"
"Tch!" Yelena continued to mock, "Where else could it be? The boss's bed!"
"How... how did you know?!" Natasha exclaimed in surprise, quickly peering out of the room to look around before slamming the door shut.
"You've been following me?!"
Yelena stood up, pointed at her clothes, and complained:
"Look at your clothes, dressed so provocatively... what else could you be doing if not going to have a rendezvous with the boss?"
Natasha glanced down at her sheer red dress and quickly adjusted the V-neck that revealed half of her breasts.
"You, you're not allowed to tell anyone about this!"
"Tch! Who cares to know?" Yelena said dismissively.
She lifted her foot and walked towards the door. As she passed Natasha, she suddenly slapped her on the buttocks.
"Wow, it really is firm and perky, no wonder the boss likes it!"
After saying that, Yelena giggled, opened the door, and fled.
" Yelena!" Natasha, clutching her bottom, watched the bear sister escape angrily, and shouted resentfully, "You just wait!"
Unexpectedly, the door was pushed open again, and Yelena's head popped in once more.
"Fine, I'll wait. What can you do to me?"
"Also, Melina knows you didn't come home all night, so she must have guessed what you were doing last night!"
"Ugh! You brat!" Natasha cursed, bending down to pick up her high heels and throwing them at her with a 'whoosh'.
Yelena quickly pulled her head back and closed the door just in time.
The high heel slammed against the door with a 'thud' and then landed on the floor.
The door was flung open again, and Yelena's head popped in once more.
"Hey, you've slowed down!"
"Looks like you used up a lot of energy last night!"
"Wow, I didn't expect the boss to have such good stamina!"
Natasha's face flushed bright red to her ears. She bent down again and picked up the remaining high heel...
"Can't hit me, can't hit me, hee hee hee~" Yelena scoffed, then pulled her head back in and closed the door.
Then the cheerful footsteps quickly faded away.
Natasha, holding the high heel she hadn't thrown away, stomped her foot angrily and cursed through gritted teeth.
"You brat!"
She turned back to the bedside, threw down her high heels, and lay back on the bed.
Natasha stretched comfortably, then suddenly raised her right hand, spread her fingers, and stared intently at the white roof through the gaps between them.
As if she had just thought of something, she suddenly broke into a radiant smile.
Hehe~
With a blush on her pretty face, Natasha rolled over and onto the inside of the bed.
She pulled the thin blanket over herself, tucking it tightly between her legs, and buried her burning face deep in the blanket.
S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters, Commander's Office.
Maria Hill is on the phone with Nick Fury: "... Dorothy Douglas is still alive, Agent Barton is missing..."
"Sir, Clint Barton might defect..."
Nick Fury's unwavering reply came from the other end of the phone, "I understand. I'll have someone investigate!"
After saying that, the phone was hung up.
Maria Hill leaned back in her chair with her arms crossed, her brows slowly furrowing.
' Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton...'
'These two are agents whom Director Nick Fury trusts very much...'
'But why did they defect one after another?'
What secret is Director Nick Fury hiding?!