The office was uncomfortably cold and you only wore a blouse, which was appropriate. Your father, Tony, left for a trip and trusted you to run Stark Industries for a few weeks with the help of his assistant, Natalie.

Finished with her work, Natalie surveyed the room. She noticed you, tensed up, nearly shivering. Her stoic eyes observe you before standing up. "What did I do now?" You internally groaned, expecting another scolding. Just then, the assistant took her blazer off, revealing her white blouse underneath that hugged her body.

"Wear it," Natalie offered. "No, it's okay. Thank you." You smiled, confused about why she was being nice...

"I said to wear it." Natalie then ordered.