#ayo eva lowkey sussy don’t like how she be switching up like that…something is off about her ugh😭

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it’s a bit concerning how much im enjoying this already😭 can’t wait to see whats gonna happen 😳👩🏽‍🦯

Golden Times- Mob Leader!Natasha AU Pt3

Golden Cage

Summary- Finally the day is here, your wedding with Natasha. Watch how things are slowly unfolding and you started seeing a softer side of Natasha. Was she as evil as the stories you heard about her?

Warning- Dark, 18+, slapping, no smut? , just a filler chapter to keep things going, mean Natasha

A/N- Hello Everyone!

I know it's been a while since I last uploaded something but things have been terrible for me. Now I will slowly try to be consistent but no promises.

Thank you to a very cute anon who remained patient with my stupid arse.

Hope you all enjoy this chapter even though it is hardly much, just the story slowly unfolding to a bigger plot.

Feel free to drop in my dms with ideas! I would love to hear and write what you all have to say.

Enjoy!!

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You stretched in the bed, your muscles oddly sore as you snuggled into the warm comforter on top of you, suddenly the events of last night flashed in the back of your brain and you snapped your eyes open sitting up frantically to look around yourself.

You were on the bed, the handcuffs gone, looking down at your wrist you saw angry red marks they had left behind, you flexed your back which still ached a little but not too much and with how comfortable you were sleeping on the bed, you assumed Natasha had moved you to it later in the night.

"Glad you are awake," Natasha spoke from across the room in front of the dresser, you watched as she folded her sleeves, several wristwatches laying in front of her to choose from. You gulped softly, her hair was still wet from the shower she had taken and she looked stunning, you shook the thought away and pulled up the comforter which had fallen from your body in your haste to get up, revealing your naked figure but it seemed you were not quick enough as Natasha's eyes flashed at you from the mirror.

"Off the bed, Darling. You haven't earned the privilege of it yet." She said, her voice was calm and gentle but the command in it was mean and cruel, You had half the heart to tell her to fuck off but it would be highly stupid to fight her in the morning and put her in a bad mood which will only bring you harm and cost you your dignity.

You slowly fumbled with the blanket, pushing it off yourself as you got off the bed, standing at its edge awkwardly, your hands covering your naked assets in the hope to retain whatever was left of your dignity. You watched as the woman decided between the watches, ignoring your presence completely which only seemed to bother you. Shouldn't you be grateful to have the monster off your back?

You were tempted to ask her the purpose of bringing you here which from the look of it looks like her own room but you decided to try a different approach instead of demanding the basic questions. "Where are we going?" You asked clearing your throat slightly when it felt too dry for your liking, your voice coming off scratchy, probably from all the crying you did last night. Or the choking you received from her majesty.

You watched with alert eyes as the woman turned around slowly approaching you but moving toward the side table instead when she returned in front of you, she held the glass of water up to your lips, you were surprised by her gentleness but knew it was only an illusion, she was the same woman who had you reduce to nothing last night. You slowly parted your lips letting her quench your thirst, your eyes starting into her jaded green eyes which were so hollow, you hardly felt any emotions in them. They were empty.

"Some of us have a business to run unlike you." She replied in a condescending tone and you had a comeback at the tip of your tongue which she too seemed to understand as she raised an eyebrow, silently daring you to utter those words so she could show you your place again when you didn't seem to let in your desires, she smirked at you caressing your cheek before patting it not so lightly, you winced. "You are staying here until later."

Her hand trailed to your neck tilting your face up by your jaw, you felt her hand twitch against your skin as they slowly made their way down your body to your naked chest, "Don't ever cover yourself from me." She warned as she pushed your hand which was covering your chest away, her hand almost hovering over your breast and you watched as an inner conflict started within her before she relented and stepped back with a sharp breath.

Once again making you wonder about what could be the reason? Was she planning to sell you off to someone and needed you to stay a virgin? The thought seemed so scary to you, you have seen the mafia men around here and the disgust and fear must be evident on your face because Natasha too stared at you in confusion. "Are you going to sell me?" You asked in a scared whisper as your eyes pleaded with her and the anger that flashed in her eyes confirmed your doubt until you felt a hand tightly wrapping around your neck.

"Are you out of your mind?" Natasha asked sharply but you were too scared to notice her tone, thoughts of being sold to some fat bald man filled your head. She squeezed your neck warningly when you immediately didn't answer, "Please. Don't! I don't want to be sold to a man." You pleaded through her hold and she squeezed harder choking you.

"You are mine. I am not selling you. Understand?" She asked through her gritted teeth and loosened her grip for you to speak if you weren't so gone in your head you would have noticed the edge and red flags in her voice but you were too focused.

"Then why don't you touch me?" You demanded and your question must have caught the woman off-guard as you pulled your strength together and pushed away from her, "You are lying to me!" Your voice raised and if you had learned anything from yesterday, you would have known what to never do in front of the capo. Disrespect her.

Natasha's hand collided with your cheek so hard that you fell on the bed, your ear ringing from the impact, your eyes blurry from the tears before the pain could even register in your brain. "Get up." She commanded and you shivered slowly pulling yourself back up, your hand clutching your burning cheek while you look at anywhere but at the woman in front of her. Tears fell freely down your face while you sobbed very silently afraid that the tiniest of voice would set her off again.

"Look at me." You shook your head, you didn't understand where the courage to deny that woman was coming from but maybe the burning in your cheek and the ringing in your ear had you too humiliated to even look into the eyes which had almost seemed gentle when putting you back on the bed last night. "Y/N. You are pushing my nerves." She warned and you slowly looked up sniffling as more tears leaked from your eyes, seeing her face so emotionless.

"Why do you think I am selling you?" Natasha asked her arms crossing firmly over her chest as she stared down at you not only with her height but as well as her gaze. "I-I don't wanna talk to you. You are mean to me." You whispered you didn't understand why you were so hurt by her actions maybe because she was the only one who has shown care toward you in her own fucked up way.

Of all the things you were expecting from her, a laugh wasn't the one on the list. She laughed freely at your statement and you didn't realize an involuntary pout had formed on your lips, "Because you were being disrespectful toward me and were also saying dumb stuff." Natasha explained as if speaking to a child and only made you feel dumber than you already were.

"Now as cute as this act of yours is, I rather continue it when I get back." The woman leaned in placing a kiss on your lips and pulling away before she could leave you started again, "B-Because virgins are sold at the highest price and.." You took a breath feeling heat rushing to your face, "You don't want to fuck me." You looked away in embarrassment realizing that maybe the woman in front of you was right about you asking dumb questions.

"You want me to fuck you?" Natasha questioned with a flick of an eyebrow and your heart started racing, "No of course not! But that is why you are keeping me here right? To sell m-"

"If you complete that sentence, you would be on your knees begging for forgiveness," Natasha growled and you instantly shut up, clamping your hands on your mouth afraid of even making a single noise that could have the woman all over you.

"Last time, I am telling you. You are mine, I am not selling you and I am only not fucking you until our wedding." Natasha started explaining, your eyes widening at what you were hearing, you bit the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from speaking and interrupting the woman. "Which would be tonight, so don't think you have to wait a lot." Her calloused hand squeezed your breast before letting go. You winced but your sole focus was on repeating her words in your mind over and over again.

You kept quiet, your gaze fixated on the floor trying not to flinch when Natasha leaned in placing a soft kiss on your forehead before heading toward the door. It was like you were frozen in your place. You didn't understand but in some ways maybe you did, you had heard stories of her obsession before and this didn't sound extraordinary.

"Here." You looked up and Natasha was holding up a grey color hoodie for you, you slowly raised your arms and she helped you into it. The soft fabric smelled like her and engulfed you in warmth. You had missed the feeling of being covered like this. "Thank you." You looked up at the woman and your reply must have pleased her as a smile formed on her sinfully gorgeous face.

"You stay here until someone comes to get you." You nodded slowly staying still as the woman kissed your head again before leaving the room followed by a click of the lock.

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You didn't have to wait long as soon enough a girl who looked of the same age as you had entered the room with some maids who came in with several white gowns and make up kits, the girl Eva had introduced herself as Wanda's girlfriend, who you learned was Natasha's right in command. Since then you were busy with the preparation for your doom tonight.

"You should consider yourself lucky that it isn't Agatha who got you first. I heard she is looking for someone as well." Eva tried reassuring you while slowly applying the highlighter to your skin. "And that is supposed to make me feel better?" Yoh scoffed pushing her hand away when it got too close to your eyes. You knew it wasn't her fault that you were here from what she has told you about herself, she was too chained to Wanda but she seemed to enjoy it.

"It isn't. I am sorry." You ignored the guilt you felt and stayed quiet, letting Eva fill the silence with her talking. You didn't think you understand her, she was miserable yet happy with Wanda. "Does Wanda hit you?" You asked and your question might have caught her off guard as she put the brush down staying silent for several moments and you almost felt fear of her snitching you out to Natasha.

"Not when I am being good." That was the only answer you needed. You needed to get out of this place as soon as possible otherwise you would become as crazy as Eva, thinking of this as love. "Now which dress you wanna wear for tonight?"

Eva stood up walking over to the set of white dresses which she had placed on the bed. You swirled around in your seat looking over at the dresses, your mind already finding ways to escape the situation you were in. "Have you ever considered leaving?" You asked while pointing at the dress in the corner which Eva picked up, admiring the glamour.

"Once. Wanda almost killed me when she found me. It is useless." Eva held the dress out to you and you placed it against you after getting up from the chair. You could sense the slight sadness in her voice at the mention of the incident and knew you had to be quick with your prying before the woman shuts you off completely like the few times she had done already besides you couldn't even trust her completely. She was loyal to Wanda.

"How did she find you?" You asked after a moment, if Eva did manage to escape you could do too, you just had to be better with not being caught as she had. You moved back watching as Eva reached forward placing her hand on the back of your neck, "I assume Natasha had already placed a tracker somewhere here." Your eyes widen at the thought of never escaping the wrath of the redhead.

Eva's finger prodded the area, "It doesn't hurt?" She asked before pulling her hand away and you shook your head in answer, she hummed to herself, "She is slow. Wanda did it to me, the first night she got me." You ignored her comment and rubbed your neck feeling for any kind of sting. Your mind replaying the events since you got here to check if Natasha really placed something in you. This was beyond fucked up for you.

"So you can never escape?" You still questioned walking to the side of the room where the portable closet was to change into it. "I don't have any place I can go back to." You walked out of the room, Eva was looking down at the dresser arranging the various products, her voice quiet, the usual chirp missing from it.

"But do you want to leave?"

"Why do you care?" A brunette entered the room approaching you two in long strides, she was wearing a suit, a tattoo covering the side of her neck, the same one you had seen on Natasha. You glanced over at Eva and the look on her face was enough to tell you who it was. Wanda.

"She is almost ready. Just need to get her hair done." Eva spoke up, her voice fearful of the woman who hadn't stopped staring at you. "Did I permit you to speak?" Wanda turned to Eva who sucked in a sharp breath as Wanda's finger curled into her hair. You didn't know if this was how Wanda treated her usually or she was showing off but one thing was clear you didn't like it at all.

"No, Ma'am." Eva shook her head, her voice came off wobbly and you felt your anger rising for the poor girl who was just trying to save you.

"She was just informing you." You spoke up ignoring the way Eva's eyes widen, silently telling you to shut up but you didn't care. You weren't scared of the woman. "I see, Natasha hasn't broken you yet." Wanda let go of Eva's hair turning to you completely.

"Don't put your nose where it doesn't belong, Sweetheart or even Natasha won't be able to save you from me." Wanda snarled at you, her eyes darken by fury. You had half the mind to roll your eyes at the woman but refrained from doing so, you knew who she was and if anyone you should be scared of in this city after Natasha, it was Wanda Maximoff. The right hand of the Capo.

You slowly nodded before looking away no longer able to hold her intense gaze, you heard Wanda snap her fingers, and Eva was by your side almost instantly, gently pushing you toward the dresser to style your hair. "I will deal with you later." You heard Wanda whisper into Eva's ear before moving away.

"Bring her downstairs in fifteen min. The priest is here as well." Wanda ordered before leaving the room, the door shutting closed loudly behind her, you and Eva both stayed quiet as she slowly combed your hair curling them on the ends, styling it according to the dress. "I am sorry I got you in trouble. I really didn't mean to." You finally summoned the courage to apologize, looking up at Eva through the mirror and she gave you a little smile of comfort.

"It is okay. You should worry about yourself if she has told Natasha about your questions." You shuddered at the thought of the redhead, chewing your bottom lip thinking about all the possible ways you could get out of it if Natasha decided to confront you.

"I see.." You acknowledged quietly, watching yourself in the mirror, the white dress hugging your curves, your skin flawless with layers of makeup, your eyes standing out from the work Eva had done. You looked beautiful. You had never thought of this moment in your life. You weren't the one to settle down or marry someone but here you were. You could feel the panic building up within you at the prospect of what was going to happen next. Your hands felt clammy, you tried focusing on your breathing.

"Don't think too much about it." Eva must have sensed your distress as she placed a hand on your arm, rubbing gently trying to soothe you but you knew it was not going to work at all.

"Y-Yeah? I am about to seal my fate to some psycho bitch and yes I shouldn't think too much about it!" You half whispered half yelled at the girl trying to comfort you and mentally cursed at yourself for being a bitch to someone who you got in trouble because of your stupidity and someone who was just trying to help you, someone who was the only sane person here with you, maybe a little fucked up bu-

You stopped your train of thought and tried focusing on one thing at a time. "I am sorry. It is just my reflex to the stressful situation.." You trailed off, focusing more on your breathing.

"It's okay. Just don't make things worse for yourself. Natasha is far better than Wanda or Agatha as long as you stay loyal and honest to her. She used to talk about how lonely she is to Wanda, she just needed someone.." Eva continued and you tried ignoring her, remembering just last night when the woman had you naked sleeping on the floor like a pet.

"I understand." You said to stop Eva from shining a new light on your situation when in reality everything was just dark. As dark as the pitless orbs that stared deep into your soul in the quiet of the night.

"Let's go.."

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"Do you?" The priest insistence snapped you out of your thought and you momentarily glanced around, the garden was filled with people who you assumed were the member of Natasha's gang as almost all of them had their gang tattoo on their neck, you could see Eva looking fearfully at you from where she was standing with Wanda. Silently begging you to not mess up.

You turned back to the woman in front of you, she was wearing a white three-piece suit, a black shirt underneath her white coat, the waistcoat hugging her figure snuggly, making her look almost ethereal, her neck tattoo stood prominent reminding you of where you were and what you had to say.

"I do." You whispered and before the priest could even complete his sentence, Natasha pushed the poor man away pulling you closer flushed against her body before lifting up your veil and planting her lips on yours, taking yours into a hungry embrace as her soft lips worked against yours. The crowd started hooting and you ignored them, your hands placed on her shoulder as you tried to break free from the kiss when breathing became a problem.

But Natasha doesn't seem to care as she greedily took in your kisses, it was not until when you started tugging on her suit's collar she pulled away, her lips covered in a sinful smirk, "You need to work on your stamina, my little wife." You breathed heavily, your cheeks reddening at the show she gave the audience and most importantly what she called you.

Soon enough you two were surrounded by Natasha's friends and acquaintances who kept coming and congratulating the woman next to you, only talking to after receiving some kind of permission from Natasha which honestly disgusted you, you always prided in being your own person and how Natasha treats you and the way the people ask her permission for even speaking to you made you feel like some kind of a property.

"Congratulations, Y/N." A man shot you a grin and you smiled politely at him, he was tall easily towering over you and you glanced at Natasha who was talking to someone beside him. "You look lovely." He complimented and you nodded slowly, "Thank you.." You whispered, your hand tugging on Natasha's quietly without even realizing your action and instantly the woman wrapped her arm tighter around you, giving the man one look before he stepped back with his hands up in the air in mock surrender.

"I was just leaving." He smiled again but this time at Natasha before walking away. Natasha's hand raised a little up and met your bareback, sending a shiver down your spine at the contact.

"Who chose this dress?" Natasha's face twisted in disapproval and you didn't understand the cause of it because a just moment before she was looking at you with such hunger that you were afraid she would take you right then and there.

"I did.." You replied while your fingers nervously picked up on the dress, you glanced up seeing Natasha taking off her coat before draping it over your shoulders, covering your bareback. "It is too revealing," Natasha replied gruffly tugging on the coat over your shoulder so it stays there while looking around, glaring at anyone who dared to stare at you for longer than a few moments.

"It is supposed to be.." You said and almost regretted it with how Natasha's eyes flashed at you with the same fire you had seen a night before when you dared to fight back. "But definitely not something one should wear at their wedding!" You quickly added fumbling over your words and watched as a smile of amusement formed on the gangster's face.

"You learn so quickly, my little wife." There it was the irritating yet endearing nickname, it makes you feel worse than when she calls you doll or dollface but it still tugs at your heart because it feels like she enjoys being able to call you her wife which was disgusting, you just met her just a way ago.

Natasha leaned in pecking your lips and you let her kiss you for a brief moment before she pulled back and caressed your hair, "The only person who is allowed to see you in such clothes is me, your wife." She said fiercely reminding you of her status.

"Can't you keep your hands off her for until dinner or you wanna retire to bed early?" Wanda's voice startled you and you tried stepping away but Natasha firmly held you to her side, her hand squeezing your side warningly when you tried moving again.

"I think I would love it." Natasha laughed freely with Wanda and your ears went alert at the sound, it was soft and attractive, you didn't know the woman was capable of showing such emotions.

"Are you okay?" Eva asked quietly when Wanda and Natasha had engaged in a conversation, mostly teasing each other and discussing business. She handed you a glass of wine after seeking permission from the woman next to you. "The happiest." You replied grimly, sipping into the glass of wine, enjoying the strong yet sweet taste it left in your mouth.

Eva chuckled at the look on your face, "You will be fine. I am excited to have someone around in the mansion. It gets lonely being here all alone." Eva said excitedly and you nodded slowly, so Wanda also lived in the mansion with Natasha. You needed to know the place perfectly to put your plan into action.

"When are you putting a tracker in her?" You stiffened at the question Wanda asked Natasha and you looked at the woman who held an evil smirk, she purposely brought it up to squash down any thoughts of escaping you had from earlier. Natasha must have sensed your tense muscles as her hand started soothingly running up and down your side, it was almost comforting until you remembered it was the same hand that she used to hurt you just this morning.

"Soon," Natasha answered and you relaxed slightly, you still had time to convince her otherwise but the question was, how would you do that? From how possessive Natasha was you knew the woman won't leave a chance for you to leave her. You needed to beat her in her own game.

"Eva Darling, could you please get me another glass of wine?" Wanda interrupted your thoughts and you watched Eva, who instantly nodded with a bright smile on her face. You didn't understand their dynamic at all. Just a moment ago Wanda was threatening the shorter girl with punishments and suddenly she was as sweet as honey to her.

"Let's go, the tables are set." Natasha said tugging you toward the direction of the tables, "I can't wait for the night to end and have you all to myself, my precious little wife." She whispered into your ear, her breath tingling your sensitive ears making you gasp with a blush covering your cheeks at her suggestion.

You knew what tonight entails, the only reason the woman was holding back yesterday was over. Now Natasha won't wait a moment to have you underneath her, the thought sending shivers down your spine. You could only pray for things to get better for you but you doubt it was possible in the golden cage she has created for you in the name of her wedding vows.

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