Y/n Stark and The Black Widow

Prisoner

~Y/n's POV~

Slowly my vision returns. I lift my head to look around.

"Ughh"

"I don't feel right, did we have a party last night or something?" I think to myself.

As my eyes adjust to the light surrounding me, I realise I'm not at the compound. "Where am I?" I go to stand...but can't.

"What the? Did I get kidnapped?!" I look down and see chains around my feet and a chair, I try to move my hands, I feel chains and rope around them. Great.

"Oh my god. Of course I get kidnapped. Go on one mission without Nat and I get kidnapped." I sigh, annoyed.

"Well this is just fantastic." I pause as I hear the sound of footsteps approach.

A familiar man enters the room "Ah good, you're awake."

"And you are?" I raise an unimpressed eyebrow "Oh wait, let me guess, the bad guy."

"Who I am is of no importance to you" he responds, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

I study his face for a moment "Wait, I know you, you're the dude who punched me...and I guess my kidnapper now. Wow...what a range of roles you've had"

"Do you ever stop talking?" he glares at me.

"Only when I want to" I smirk.

"Right, well, onto business." he begins to walk around me. What. A. Cliché.

"Your father has a file of mine. I want it back, it's of great importance." he stops in front of me.

"We all want things we can't have, learn to deal with it like the rest of us." I shrug.

"I won't be doing that, what you're going to do though" he smiles "is give us Mr Tony Stark's number, the file in return for you."

"Let me think about that" I pretend to think about it for less than a second "No."

"I wouldn't be so quick to answer."

"I just did" I smirk.

He sighs, "Never mind, we have other ways of getting information" he begins to walk away as my stomach drops at what he is suggesting.

"Wait what"

"You didn't think we'd just take 'no' for an answer did you?" he smirks

"I mean, I kinda hoped you would" I shrugged.

"You have one more chance or we shall move to more...drastic..measures to get what we want"

I stare him down "I'm not giving you anyones number. I'd rather go through whatever you're about to put me through than risk everyone else."

"Very well, so be it."

⚠️TW: This next section will have mentions of torture. If you are uncomfortable with things like this I recommend you skip over this part. Otherwise, proceed with caution⚠️

I watch as he leaves the room, I'm alone for a short while before he returns with someone else.

"Oh great you brought a friend."

"You really like talking don't you" he raises an eyebrow.

"Sure, talking can be fun, especially if you're talking with someone you like. Or if you want to annoy someone" I smirk.

"Yes, I'm sure it can be fun to annoy people, but talking to annoy people is of no use to me, unless you tell me your fathers number, I don't want to hear another word from you."