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Mafia Boss!Chris Evans x Female Reader

Summary: Living in this life, you’ve never gotten to have much say in anything. What you wear, who you hang out with, and now, who you marry and you’re dreading your arranged marriage to the Italian mob boss, Chris Evans. Expecting to suffer through a life of abuse while being kept under lock and key, you’re pleasantly surprised when Chris is nothing like you expected. He’s the most feared man on the East Coast, only brought to his knees by one thing and one thing only. You.

This is the backstory to one of my recent fics, Followed. Check it out here! 

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Part 1 - The Wedding (w/c = 9k)

Part 2 -  Assecondami (w/c = 8.1k)

Part 3 - Ferris Wheels and Cotton Candy (w/c  = 5k)

Part 4 - Come Home To Me (w/c = 6.2k)

Part 5 - Amore Mio (w/c = 6.5k)

Part 6 - Blindsided (w/c = 8.3k)

Part 7 - Free (w/c = 7.1k)

Part 8 - Detained (w/c = 10.4k)

Part 9 - A Fresh Start (w/c = 6k)

Part 10 - You Make It Easy (1/03/2022)

Arranged Series Drabbles - 

Chris Challenges Reader at Breakfast

Chris Confronts Readers Father (Chris POV)

Chris and Reader Discuss a Dog 

Chris and Reader Discuss a Holiday Card

Tattoos with Chris

Lydia and Seb Drabble (Lydia POV)

Jealous Reader Pulls Chris From a Poker Game

If I don't get a another chapter I'm deleting Tumblr

Pair: Wanda Maximoff x Reader(fem).

Type: Fluff/Angst/Smut

Word count: 3.9K

Warning: This will contain adult language, mature themes, sexual language and so 16+

My Scarlet Lover Chapter 4

“Uh, huh?” You mumbled, looking at Steve. You weren’t listening to him at all. All you could think about was Wanda’s hands on your body and how it felt to have her lips on your skin while her hands trailed up your sides, curving with your waist.

“Here.” Steve said, pulling you from your thoughts. He smiled, handing you two pills and a glass of water. “This is going to help with the pain until we can get Dr Cho here with her skin regeneration thing to fix you up I’m afraid strong pain killers are all we have.”

You shrug, taking them. “Thanks Steve.”

He turned to you. “Oh, hey was someone in here before me? I could’ve sworn I heard voices.” Your eyes widened.

But you shook your head pointing to the tv.

“It was up loud.”

He nodded before walking to the door. “If you need anything, just call and I’ll get it for you.” You smiled.

“Will you get me my raspberry ice cream? And the chocolate one… with two spoons.”

“Why two spoons?”

You have him a flat look. “Because I can’t mix the spoon with the ice cream. It weirds me out.”

He shook his head at you before leaving. “Is it safe to come out yet?”

You snigger. “No. He’s coming back.”

Steve returned with the ice cream but swiftly left after closing your door. Wanda crawled out from under the bed. You both shared a look before you bust out laughing. Her eyes trailed over your body, a smirk lifting her lips. "You look good in my clothes." She grinned as she crawled over to you. You leant into her, smirking.

"I'm kind of glad Steve interrupted us. I want to take you out first. Do this the correct way."

"You're glad he interrupted this?" She whispered as she ran a hand down your arms. Goosebumps arose on your skin. You licked your lips before you hooked your legs around her waist, pushing her against the bed, straddling her. You placed your hand to her throat, enjoying the excited gasp that left her lips. You leant down to her ear.

“Let’s get one thing straight. I’d love nothing more than to fuck you until the sun comes up but as I said,” you paused to bite her earlobe, causing a moan to fall from the girl's lips. “I want to do this properly.” You said before rolling off her. She huffed before it was her turn to straddle you.

“You can’t say that and then stop. It’s not fair. I’m all hot and bothered now, and it’s your fault.” She muttered a slight whine to her tone. You grinned. Looking to your nightstand, you reached over, being careful of your wound, and grabbed the chocolate ice cream and the spoon.

“Here you go, honey. To cool you off.” You smirked. She narrowed her eyes at you. She, still on top of you, opened the ice cream. There was a glint in her eyes that spoke volumes. She took a spoonful of her chocolate goodness and brought it to her lips. But before she ate it she tipped the spoon, causing the ice cream to drop on to your skin. You gasped as the coolness spread across your skin. She gasped.

“Oh shit. Sorry. Let me get that for you.” She grinned, leaning down. Her tongue swiped across the ice cream as she sucked the ice cream into her mouth and you accidentally moaned as she cupped your breasts. She continued to suck on the skin of your breast, no doubt leaving her mark. You leant up and kissed her deeply. She tasted like chocolate. And you moaned into the kiss as she nibbled on your bottom lip. She pulled back and grinned. You narrowed your eye at her.

“You did that on purpose, Ms. Maximoff. No fair.” You pouted. She scrunched her nose up. And it was the most adorable thing ever. She got off you and you both crawled into the covers. Your breath was ragged and you could feel the desire gripping your stomach. With a groan, you grabbed your ice cream.

Wanda flicked on the tv and cuddled into you. You smiled at how domestic this felt. You rested your head against hers. Your arm absentmindedly trialed small heart shapes on the skin of Wanda’s arms. Wanda looked at you through the mirror, her eyes dancing across your face with admiration.

Doubt trickled in as she thought this was all a big dream, the best dream. She didn’t want this moment to end. Ever.

Your eyes fluttered open. You felt warm, like the warmest you ever felt. Snuggling into the warmth, you heard a soft chuckle. You opened one eye to see Wanda. She was already fully dressed, and it looked like she had gotten back into bed just to hold you. Closing your eyes, you snuggled your head into her shoulder. “Is this real?” You whisper groggily.

“As real as my love is for you.” She murmured into your hair. Your heart fluttered in your chest as she trailed her hand up your spine. An involuntary shiver followed her action.

“I’m glad I told you.” You whisper.

Wanda could feel the fluttering of Y/n’s eyelashes every time the girl moved. The soft sensation tickled, but her heart was full of love as she stroked Y/n’s hair. “I’m glad you did too baby.”

“Can we keep this to ourselves?”

“What are you embarrassed of me?” Wanda teased. Your eyes widened.

“No! I just like having something to myself. Everyone’s going to have an opinion and I don’t want to deal with that. All I know is that I love you and I want our thing to be just that our thing.” You confess your head still buried in her neck.

“Okay, baby we can keep it to ourselves for as long as you want.”

You responded by kissing her neck. She closed her eyes as you pressed sweet kisses to her neck. You stayed like this for a while until it was time to actually get up. The moment you pulled away, you felt cold. She smiled, brightening your mood.

“I’m going to cook you breakfast.” You announced, standing up. You held out your hand for Wanda. She took it but then you paused. “I’ll leave first. And then you. Make things less conspicuous.” You stated.

“Yes, ma’am.”

You froze, turning to her. “Say that again it sounded good.” You said with a smirk.

She shook her head. “Go.” She laughed. You leant forward, pressing a kiss to her lips.

"Okay, now I can leave." You nodded and turned on your heel before heading out the door.

Sauntering into the kitchen, you smiled at the group. There was some soft music playing in the background. “Good morning to you and to you and to you.” You grin, pointing at them with each new beat of the music.

“Your chipper this morning.” Clint commented. You nodded.

“You know why?” He shook his head. “Because I survived.” You grin. He smiled.

“That you did.”

Nat stared at the grinning girl. Her eyes dropped to focus on the fabric covering her thighs, a smirk twitching up her lips. Those shorts are Wanda’s. She would know because she brought them her.

She kept her quizzical gaze on her and silently watched her as she made breakfast. She noticed the two portions she was making.

A few minutes later, Wanda strolled into the kitchen. Her smile was bright and her sea-green eyes sparkling with a content glow. Nat was connecting the dots in her mind. She stayed silent, though. The men were oblivious to the obvious sexual tension as Wanda brushed past Y/n, her hands gripping her hips for a second too long and the look of lust on Y/n’s face as she did so was also a telling sign. The stares, the looks, and above all the grins. Something in their relationship had shifted. They were no longer just friends. It was obvious to the Russian spy, but obviously unbeknownst to the rest of the team.

You looked at Wanda as you slid the omelette one to her. You walked behind her cheekily, squeezing her butt. She giggled as you did so. “Enjoy!” You whispered before you sat next to her, both silently eating. Your legs were brushing against each other, creating a heat that burned you, travelling throughout your body.

“Mmhm. This is so good.” She moaned. Your eyes snapped up to hers. There was that same mischievous glint in her eyes that was there this morning when her lips were kissing their way you up your neck… tearing your eyes away you focused on the tv which was playing some show that you were only half listening to sometimes contributing to the conversation the boys were having about field reports. Your mind was just consumed with Wanda. Her kisses. She touches. The noise she’d make when you kiss her neck. The feel of her hot breath on your neck.

You stood up, stretching momentarily, forgetting about your injuries. “Ow fucking, fuck, shit.” You cussed your hands, clutching your stomach. Tears pricked your eyes, and the room stilled. “Stupid fucking bullets!” You continued turning away from the team's stares.

“Y/n?” You heard Nat call out. Rather than dealing with the chaos you just created. You held up your hand on the way out.

“I… need a minute.” You say, your voice thick with pain.

Slamming your door shut behind you, you took a moment to breathe.

Wanda watched you leave. Her heart was urging her to go and check on you, but her mind told her to stay put. She wanted to respect your request and not draw attention to your new relationship. “I’ll go.” Steve said before standing and following in the direction of Y/n. Nat stood up and sat opposite Wanda.

“So how long have you two been sleeping together?” Nat asked in a low tone. Wanda didn’t react. She pulled a face.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me.”

“We haven’t… we’re not. We’re just friends.” Wanda assured her. Trying to persuade a spy of anything was a hardship, but trying to convince Natasha Romanoff to believe anything she didn’t want to would be a task in itself. Nat raised a brow.

“Okay. Sure.” She muttered with an eye roll.

Steve knocked on the young avenger's door. He wanted nothing more than to take her pain away. He frowned when she opened the door. Her eyes were red, her cheeks slightly puffy, and there was a shine to her cheeks that she’d obviously tried to wipe away. She had been crying. Steve took her hand and said nothing as he began to tug her towards Dr. Cho’s lab.

He pushed open the door, and the doctor looked up in surprise. “Can you help her with your skin thing?” Steve asked, slightly out of his depth. The doctor smiled as she gestured for Y/n to lie down. She examined her wounds. Her eye twitched as she cringed. It looked very, very painful. How she was walking around like she was was a mystery to Steve.

“It’s going to take a few hours. Want me to give you a sedative so you can sleep during the process?” Cho asked you. You were about to answer when Wanda walked through the door. Your gazes met, and she offered you a soft smile. Your heart fluttered as she did so. Her smile could bright up the darkest of days. You found yourself getting lost in her eyes. You started imagining things to do with her. Dates, movie nights, random adventures in different countries. “Y/n?” Cho asked, snapping you out of your daze. You answered her question with a nod. “Administrating sedative.”

Steve had sat across the room, he’d promised to stay with you until you were done. “I’ll leave you to it.” Wanda whispered.

Your eyes began to feel heavy, but you managed to reach out and softly grab her wrist. “Stay.” You whispered it was barely audible, but she heard you. She looked at you. Her eyes assessing your vulnerability, in your eyes and your voice. She swallowed and pulled up a chair and sat down, slipping her hand into yours.

“I’ll be here when you wake up.” She whispered too low for anyone else to hear.

Wanda watched as the machine got to work. Her eyes lit up in fascination as the lines danced across Y/n’s skin, creating new skin. Steve began to make small conversation as Wanda rubbed small circles with her thumb on Y/n’s hand as she chatted to Steve. “She hides her pain well I didn’t even know she was still hurting.” Steve admitted.

Well, that’s because you don’t pay proper attention. Wanda thought to herself as she looked at the guilty look on his face.

“She’s been through a lot. You don’t go through what she has and not know how to hide pain.”

Steve hummed in response, his eyes focusing on Y/n’s face. She looked so peaceful like this. She wasn’t vulnerable or in pain; she was just at peace. Steve wished she’d feel this peaceful all the time, but he knew her mind and her past would never allow it.

“How’s she doing?” Natasha’s voice filtered through the comms. Steve looked at Wanda to ask if she wanted to answer. She just shrugged.

“She’s asleep. Cho gave her a sedative because it’d be a long procedure.” He replied. Wanda watched Y/n. Her eyebrows were furrowed, her breathing was becoming quicker. She had a light sheet of sweat on her forehead and she was gripping Wanda’s hand tightly, almost for security.

“She’s having a nightmare.” Wanda commented, causing Steve’s head to snap up. Wanda bit her lip in concentration as she used her free hand to conjure her magic. The red wisps gently floated forwards Y/n head. A purple haze settled over Y/n’s head. It happened when their powers came into contact with each other. Their wisps entwined before continuing in small purple spirals until eventually the magic faded.

Y/n visibly relaxed, though her grip on Wanda’s hand didn’t waver. This caused a small smile to spread across Wanda’s face. “What was that?” Steve asked, slightly dazed.

“Our powers combined. They sort of feed off each other to become stronger.” Wanda explained.

“Huh. I never knew that.”

“It didn’t seem like you needed to know… no offence.”

He nodded. “So what did you do?”

Wanda squeezed Y/n’s hand. “I just filled her head with happy memories. They’re all her memories, but I just brought them to the front of her subconscious. I didn’t want her in pain and then being trapped in a nightmare, y’know.”

Steve smiled. He admired how much Wanda cared for her friends. “You’re a good friend.” Wanda looked at him, her lips twitching into a smirk.

“Yeah…”

You yawned, stretching. The first thing you noticed was the lack of throbbing in your stomach. You looked down, lifting your top. There were no bullet holes. You grinned, sitting up. Your eyes glanced around the room. Wanda was still holding your hand. You did a double take. “Hi.” You smiled, lying back down. She smiled, looking back at Steve. Who was sleeping soundly in the chair...

There was nobody else in the room since Dr Cho had left once the machine was done. Wanda looked at you before pulling you in for a kiss. You smiled as she did so.

Even though it was a soft kiss, your body lit up. Your heart began to beat faster and faster as she slid her hands up your legs. You tangled your hands in her hair, pulling her closer before you both pulled back, grinning. You lay back down, your stomach fluttering with thousands of tiny butterflies. You stared at her with a loving gaze as she placed her hand on your bare thigh. “I’m starving. How long was I out?”

“Five hours. Give or take.” Wanda muttered. Your eyes widened.

“Let’s go eat.”

She nodded and helped you off the bed. “Hey! Ice cube?!” You called out. Steve jumped up, his fists clenched and in a fighting position. His eyes scanned the room before he relaxed.

“Don’t scare me like that.”

You giggled at him before lifting your shirt. “Look. Good as new.” You cheered. He smiled, nodding.

“That it is.” He laughed. You three began to walk back into the kitchen. Tony, Pepper, Clint, Nat and Bruce were there. Bruce was eating some noodles… no, he was inhaling the noodles, like a starved animal. Nat was nibbling on a pb&j reading a newspaper that was in Russian. Pepper was perched on Tony’s lap, both looking at her laptop as they ate what smelt like Chinese food.

“Hey guys. Look.” You beamed, looking at them before lifting your shirt. “I’m all fixed up.”

“Nice abs.” Clint commented you grinned, looking down.

“You think so?” You said raising a brow before clenching your stomach muscles.

“Yeah, you’ve got good definition,” he continued. “Have you been working out?”

“I’ve been in a hospital bed…” you sniggered.

You placed a hand on your stomach, happy that it didn’t hurt. You dropped your shirt looking at Wanda. Her face was pulled into a frown. There was a crinkle above her eye, and you could see that she was clenching her jaw. She was clenching her jaw so hard it physically hurt looking at it. She crossed her arms over her chest and smiled tightly at something Clint said: you were too busy staring at her to hear what he said.

“You okay?” You whispered she didn’t even look at you.

“Fine.” was all she said. You look down wondering what her new found attitude was about. Since she wasn’t feeling particularly social, you took a seat next to Clint and Nat. You were fascinated with the condition your stomach was in, you’d thought it was going to take months to heal but here you were all healed up. You couldn’t stop staring at your stomach. You looked up, a thought popping into your mind.

“Hey… do you think that thing can get rid of scars?” You asked. The room stilled. Tony glanced at you.

“No.”

“Oh, okay.” You mumbled, slightly disheartened.

“Your scars don’t define you so you shouldn’t let them rule you.” He reassured, causing a smile to lift your lips. The group looked at Tony, slightly impressed by his maturity at this moment. Usually he’s the joker. You had expected him to say something sarcastic and slightly witty. He raised a brow at the stares. Soon their gazes turned to the door.

You turned upon hearing heavy footsteps. “Hey there, trouble.” Nick said nonchalantly you smiled at him before walking over to hug him. He squeezed you a little tighter, causing you to smile.

“Hey there Smurfy.” You pulled back to see Carol. You grinned.

“Well, hello to you too Captain Doucheface.”

You walked over to her and hugged her. She placed one hand on the small of your back and the other was near the middle of your back. She kissed your cheek, and you mirrored her action. “I have not missed you.” She smirked, her eyes shining with mischief.

“Everyone misses me because I’m awesome.”

“It’s true she is.”

“I’d have to agree.”

“No arguments here.”

The team chimed in behind you. You turned to them and winked, your grin as smug as ever. “You hear that Danvers?”

She rolled her eyes at you, a smile on her lips. Wanda appeared next to you. Her smile was warm enough for Carol not to know any better, but cold enough for you to notice she wasn’t happy. Carol smiled back brightly before slipping her hand into yours. “Come on Blake, I gotta show you something.” Carol said with an excited grin you smiled softly back at her.

“I’ll be back in a minute.” You reassured. The crinkle by her eye returned, but she just nodded and let Carol pull you in the direction she was heading. Excitement filled you as she got outside.

“Look at my ship!” She grinned. My eyes widened.

“Did you remodel?” You asked as you ran your fingers across the smooth matte black coloured exterior. The intricate designs were all marked out in silver, making them pop against the black. You smiled at the twinkle in her eyes as she nodded.

“Yep. Fury kitted me out with the latest and greatest.” She grinned, tapping on the side of the door. It opened and the stairs automatically slid out. There was more grace in this action that you’ve ever had in your life. She pulled you on board and grinned.

Your eyes danced around in amazement. “Woah. It’s huge!”

Carol smirked. “Yeah. That’s what she said.”

Despite the cheesiness of the joke, you laughed, rolling your eyes at her. “Watch this…” she said, waking over to a large desk that was placed in the middle. It had various screens on it, all creating so much visual noise at the same time. “Felicity!” Carol called out. Then, out of nowhere, a head appeared. It was white and there was no definition to her. She just had the basic outline of features.

“Yes, Captain?”

“Play… smooth criminal.” She requested.

“Good choice Captain.” The face said again. The music drifted through the speakers, its beat getting louder.

“What is it?”

“An AI that I was tinkering with she had small amour of futuristic technology. She responds to every call and or demand I make.” She smiled, pride filling her tone. You smile.

“This is pretty awesome!” You say your eyes wondering around the ship.

“Blake, Danvers, come back here. We need your input on something.” Tony said through the comms. You looked at Carol and she nodded. We began our walk back. You and Carol were laughing at Carol’s story about some Kree warrior getting brave.

“Keep moving Danvers.” You grin, shoving your shoulder against hers. The group was still in the kitchen, only Vision, Rhodes and Sam had joined.

You held the door open for Carol. “Thanks, sweetheart.” She flirted, you laughed, rolling your eyes at her.

“What’s up Stark?” Carol asked, crossing her arms over her chest. You searched the room for Wanda. She was sitting next to Vision. He was talking to her, and she was smiling up at him. A smile only you have seen. It was her I love you smile. You watched them. They were sitting quite close. His leg was brushing against hers and he had his hand around her shoulder. You clenched your jaw.

Nat noticed the stormy look on Y/n’s face. She turned to see what she was looking at. Or rather, who she was looking at. Wanda and Vision. She could practically feel the jealously rolling off Y/n as she glared at the two. Tony was talking about his party. He had been talking about this for the past 40 minutes.

“Earth to Y/n.”

You tore your gaze away, your jaw was still clenched as you looked at Tony. “What was it?”

“Party tonight are you-”

“I’m in,” You cut in. Wanda glanced at you. “Let’s have a little fun.” You smirked before turning and waking off.

Truth is, you were seething. First off, she had an attitude for no reasons and then secondly she’s all over Vision right in front of you; she knows how you feel and for her to do that… fucked you off.

She’s not happy…

Wonder why that is 😏

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