#rans8m

❛  i  am.  ❜        she  admits  confidently,  not  even  trying  to  disagree.  nor  trying  to  hide  the  shameless  doings  she  has  been  accused  of.  it’s  not  her  style.  mundane  things  like  modesty  don’t  suit  her.  head  slowly  cants  towards  her  shoulder.  brief  pause  as  she  perks  a  brow  at  him.        ❛   —   do  i  annoy  you?  ❜

𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐒   𝐅𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖   𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑   𝐀𝐒   𝐒𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐒   𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇   𝐇𝐈𝐌   𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐘   .   talking   about   herself   is   not   something   she   does   very   often   ,   she   prefers   to   keep   her   private   life   to   herself   .   there’s   too   many   skeletons   in   that   closet   waiting   to   come   out   .   “   well,   yes   -”   she   states,   her   voice   overflowing   with   confidence   .   leaning   forward   against   the   table   they’re   seated   at,   her   low   cut   blouse   leaving   very   little   to   the   imagination.   she   might   be   the   director   of   a   secret   government   agency,   but   peggy   hasn’t   let   her   spy   skill   flater   “   -   what   could   you   possibly   want   to   know   about   me   ?   there’s   not   much   to   tell   .”   

“  and  ve  should...stay  out  of  people’s  secrets.  RIGHT ?  “  the  russian  countered,  brows  raising  and  heartbeat  quickening,  on  the  cusp  of  being  furious.