Chris and Co. Oneshots

As Long As You're Mine - Mob!Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: Mob Elements! Forced Arranged Marriage! Language! Mention of guns! Mention of Drugs! Language! Brief SMUT 18+ ONLY! Minors DNI!

Sitting in the large sunroom you let out a long sigh staring out at the large garden sprawling out in front of you. This was the first time you felt peace in weeks. Ever since the sudden passing of your father, life had been turned upside down, your brother stepping into a role he'd not been expecting to take for decades.

"Your brother wants to talk to you" Romero stated behind you.

"Where?" You ask not looking away from the fountain outside.

"His office" Romero answers.

"You mean my father's office" you mutter barely glancing over your shoulder.

"Yes miss," Romero says.

"Fine" you sigh pushing yourself up from your chair.

Walking out of the sunroom you held your head up as you passed the various guards that now stood around the house. With your family and its business in a weakened state following the death of your father, the extra guards were needed, not only for protection but as a demonstration of strength.

"You requested my presence?" You state walking into the office not even bothering to knock.

Your brother looks up with an irritated look on his face. A man you didn't recognise stood to the side, his brow arched as he studied you. Normally you completely ignored strangers, especially ones clearly involved in the family business. But this man had a gravitational pull that had you glancing over at him.

The first thing you noticed was his piercing blue eyes that despite the cool colour, hid some warmth. He had long rugged blonde hair and a beard to match, which did nothing to hide his pink plump lips.

"Sit down" your brother directed, pulling your attention away from the stranger, gesturing to the chair opposite the desk.

"What do you want Bryce, you know I don't enjoy being in here" you state as you sit down, leaning back in your chair, one leg crossed over the other.

"This is Steve," Bryce says waving over to the stranger "he's your personal bodyguard, you're not to leave his sight"

"What?" You snap sitting up "you can't be serious I don't need a babysitter"

"Are the guards outside not a reminder of our precarious situation right now?" Bryce bites back "since I have no wife, and no desire for one either, you are who all our enemies are going to go after"

You scoff shaking your head "oh this is ridiculous!"

"It's only temporary, I'm sure you're new husband will have his own bodyguards to look after you" Bryce sighs waving his hand as he leaned back in his chair.

"What?" You choked out, you had no new husband, you had no one.

"It was father's dying wish to have you married off well, merge our family with another strengthening us" Bryce explains.

"So I get no say in the matter?" You state in disbelief.

"Don't worry I'll pick someone mutually beneficial" Bryce mutter noncommittally.

You scoff "this is bullshit! I thought you'd be different to father" you spit at your brother.

As you stormed out of the office you heard heavy footsteps following after you. Whipping around you come face to face with Steve.

"Fuck off" you growl pointing up at him in warning.

A warning that fell on deaf ears as you heard Steve following behind you the entire way to your bedroom. As you stormed inside you went to slam the door in his face but he easily caught it with his large hand.