Laying on the king sized bed, the silk duvet up to your shoulders, an overwhelming sensation washes over you. Half doubt, half fear.

You’re in an arranged marriage with Bucky Barnes — New York’s cruel and cold Mafia Boss who never speaks to you, always acting as if you’re not there.

He led you on to believe he only married you for the baggage you came with. Your parents owned multiple Mafia joints, and Bucky wanted to make his bigger.

Suddenly, the side of the bed sinks, telling you he’s back from whatever business he had.

“Are you awake?” He asks, keeping his voice quiet in case you’re not. Though, a hint of worry laces his tone for some reason.

You keep quiet with your eyelids shut, and out of nowhere, Bucky snakes his arms around your waist. He plants a kiss on the back of your head, then shoulder, before nuzzling into it.

Something’s bothering him from earlier. Maybe it’s the fact someone threatened to take you away from him, and the protective nature inside him unveiled the genuine love he has for you.

“You don’t know how much you mean to me.” Bucky whispers lowly, before closing his eyes and passing out.