Press Conference

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Anita wanted to organise a press conference. Stark couldn't organise the press conference herself, so she dumped the organisation on her subordinate Pepper. To do this, she contacted her by phone and in her rather cheeky manner briefly explained what she wanted to get from her. Anita's assistant tried to interject, saying it was impossible to call a press conference so quickly, but Stark wouldn't listen to her fully and hung up.

- Do I look okay now? - The red-haired girl playfully asked the mercenary standing next to her.

- It's fine.

- You're so boring~ - Stark defiantly pulled the blanket down from her body, exposing her bare breasts.

Anita's body was severely depleted after her captivity, her entire body had become emaciated beyond repair. Normal nutrition restored the girl's past attractiveness, making her even more beautiful than she was before.

Stark's breasts and hips had become lusher without losing their athletic appeal. The gaunt face was filled with vitality and energy. The girl radically transformed. Innocent and fragile appearance changed into the appearance of a sultry red-haired beauty.

August was on duty outside Anita's room. He tried to spend most of his time outside her room and not cross paths with the girl. She had become too active, and her figure had gotten better... August was a normal man and he, like all normal men, was attracted to girls.

- Sex with Stark is an idiotic act that will cause nothing but problems in the future," the mercenary exhaled, glancing at the journalist watching him from the corner. She was too inquisitive, she had been on the top floor of the hospital since morning, watching him and taking pictures.

There'd been an influx of journalists ever since Stark's arrival at the hospital. Someone had leaked the information to them, and eager to get an exclusive, the journalists had stormed the hospital from morning till night. August somehow kept himself in control, the journalists pestered him. Especially in the frenzy of the man was brought by a journalist's question "how much does Anita Stark's escort?". August almost punched him in the head, but he held his ground.

The situation was saved by Stark Industries security arriving. They sealed off the entrances to the upper floors of the hospital. How the blonde journalist taking his pictures got in was an open question for August. At least she wasn't bothering him with questions. The mercenary didn't care what the little blonde did, as long as she didn't bother him or Anita.

At the end of the second week, Pepper arrived. It was the first time August had seen Stark's assistant from the Marvel films in person. Potts didn't look much different from her film version, except that her face was a little more attractive and she had more shape. The standards of the world were that if a girl wasn't a walking sex bomb, she wasn't a girl, but something trying to look like one. August had learnt that in Afghanistan a long time ago, you could say he was used to it.

- You're Ratnik, Anita told me about you," Pepper stopped in front of the armoured figure. The man's appearance made the girl uneasy and somewhat fearful. Especially his one-eyed mask. The eye peering through the crevice of the eye seemed to stare into the very soul. Potts would never have believed a man could have such a look.

- Pepper Potts, Miss Stark's assistant? - Augustus asked gruffly. The girl opposite nodded. - I imagined you a little differently. Come in, Stark is asleep now, but we'll wake her up.

The mercenary repeated exactly the same actions to wake Anita that he used in Afghanistan. The chicken feather worked perfectly. But Pepper didn't like it so much that her boss was being mocked like that. She even tried to reprimand August, but she couldn't say more than a few words. She was afraid.

Proud August did not intend to listen to the woman's rubbish, so he retired to his former place. The little blonde head remained in the same place and took "inconspicuous" photos of the man.

After a couple of hours Pepper removed herself from Anita's room. August checked on Stark after the assistant left, little wonder what could have happened. The multi-billionaire was fine. She still showed her naked body under the blanket and diligently lured the man into her bed. At times like this, the mercenary was kind of glad that Anita couldn't walk. Otherwise, if she had been constantly hanging around him, he would not have been able to stand it and would have pounced on her.

The day of the press conference came. It was held right in Stark's room. Anita was her usual self and had thought of holding such an important meeting in her hospital room.

There was an impenetrable darkness of journalists. For the safety of his employer, August stood almost close to the red-haired seductress. She did not miss the opportunity and took advantage of the moment by placing her hand on the man's heel. The mercenary immediately clenched everything, and he roughly threw the girl's hand away.

- The reporters will be here in a moment, so stop being naughty," August said in a muffled tone.

- You have such a pumped up ass, I liked it~ - Anita licked seductively, the mercenary for some reason shuddered at the situation.

It was still thirty minutes before the official start of the press conference. A large woman with short blonde hair squeezed into the room.

- Oh-oh-oh-oh, my poor Anita, are you on the mend yet? - the woman said in a fake worried voice as she approached Stark's bed. - Who hurt your back so badly? Now you won't be able to walk for the rest of your life, what a shame.

- You don't have to worry about me," Anita smiled strainedly at the woman.

Augustus scrutinised the woman carefully. He could not understand who she was. The newcomer behaved too arrogantly, even in front of Stark.

- I understand that it was a great shock for you to be captured by the terrorists and this back injury... - the woman put her palm on Anita's shoulder as if to express her support. - I have prepared a speech for you in front of journalists. Read from this sheet of paper and answer questions that are not too provocative, in the extreme case you can summarise it by saying that we are working with the United States military.

Anita listened silently to the instructions, she had her own plans for this press conference. Journalists entered the room, allowed in by the guards on duty outside. Dozens of cameras clicked, snapping pictures of Stark lying in her hospital bed.

- I realise you all have a lot of questions for me that you want answered. But let's start with the history of Stark Industries first..." Anita said loudly as dozens of journalists crowded around her. August kept order and did not let the reporters come within a reasonable distance. - ...I hereby declare that Stark Industries will no longer manufacture weapons.

- Miss Stark!

- Stark!

Just like in the film, the reporters went on a rampage at those words. They tried to get close to Anita to ask her a personal question. August did not sleep and masterfully repelled the attacks of a dozen paparazzi.

- Everybody get out of here, I said get out of here! You'll see the journalists from here! - A short-cropped woman reacted and quickly led the journalists away with the help of security guards. - Anita, what's the matter, we didn't agree on this. You should have coordinated the speech for the press conference with me! Now what will our investors think of us, we'll lose a lot of money! We need to get--

- Obadiah, my decision as the owner of Stark Industries is final," Stark said seriously, attracting the attention of the fidgeting short-haired woman.

An argument began between the two girls. As August realised, the person who had come was called Obadiah Stacy, that is, the original Obadiah Steyn. Stacy wanted to keep the company's past policy and change nothing. Their current arms business was making the company a huge amount of money, no other trade could provide them with as big a market.

- You'll regret this Anita," Stacy said threateningly and stormed out of the Stark chamber in a rage. Anita was too stubborn and pissed Obadiah off with her stubbornness.

Two weeks after the press conference, Stark was discharged from the hospital. The girl in the hospital was very bored, she could not occupy herself with anything. Only seducing the rebellious mercenary somehow raised her spirits, but no more. She wanted to get to her workshop and realise an idea that had been brewing in her head for a long time.

While August was lowering the pram with Anita to the ground floor, the girl decided not to delay any longer and to solve one question.

- August, I want to sleep with you," the red-haired girl looked back at the man pushing her pram. - I mean it this time.

- No, I'm not interested," the mercenary replied as usual.

- I knew you would answer like that, a million, I offer you a million dollars.

Augustus stopped and Anita looked at the man with a chuckle in her eyes. She knew he would agree if offered money.

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