- hellooo
- 3rd person POV
- TW: ?
- small time skip (cause I have the power to):
After having breakfast, Ella and Gio excused themselves, both having errands to run. Leaving Natasha and Mariela alone, with both Mariela and Natasha sitting in the living room in a semi-awkward silence.
"You never really told me how long I'm staying here for" Natasha inquired, feeling homesick.
"And here I thought you were enjoying my company" Mariela smirks, causing an unamused expression to fall on Nat's face. Scoffing "you wish, I wanted nothing more than to burn this building while you were sleeping, I had to really refrain myself from doing so seeing as my father is on the line".
"Ouch" Mariela playfully huffs while putting her hand in her chest, eyebrows furrowed. "I thought we could actually get along; but now...seeing as you want to kill me..", Mariela starts smirking "hasn't fury already told you that it's impossible to kill me".
"Unless you're immortal, one should hope that killing you is a possibility".
"I mean I ain't immortal, but to kill someone like me you have to find a weakness-" Mariela raises a brow, clearly amused, "-And that is impossible to find in me" she continues smirking.
Natasha smirks and lifts her right brow, "everyone has a weakness, perhaps a secret lover?". To which Mariela only laughs at.
"You're funny, bold of you to assume I have a lover".
"I mean all of those emotions you hide have to burst out somewhere, I don't get what's funny? Does no one want to be with you?" She pouts with fake sympathy.
"I mean- who wants to be with a cold bitch", Mariela face falls for a few seconds as she continues, "anyone who wants to be with me either wants sex, money, or power. I stopped trying after one particular bitch stepped the line".
Mariella shrugged playfully hiding the little pang of hurt she felt talking about her ex.
"Cheating ex?" Natasha asked with actual sympathy.
"With my closest friend" mariella gives a little smile.
Sensing the drop of mood, Natasha quickly joked. "Same old story then, one person cheats, the victim finds out and turns stone cold".
"I guess so, how about your love life?" Mariela laughed.
"Not better than yours, except the fact that I still bring girls home". Natasha teases.
At that, mariella just gasps, playfully saying, "excuse you, I don't bring girls home because I can't seem to get turned on by them, I don't even remember the last time I got turned on".
"How about men?"
"Eww no- if women can't get me turned on, then do you really expect men to?".
"Full lesbian..got it" Natasha smirked.
"How 'bout you?".
"Used to feel attracted to men, got raped by one, then quickly lost interest in all of 'em, so..full lesbian as well". Natasha shrugs.
"Can't say I don't want a penis inside me tho" Mariela quirks an eyebrow as Natasha says that.
"It's confusing, I want a woman, but I also want to get fucked with an actual penis...so a she-male, however I have only met two of them my entire life and let me tell you they are not what I want" Natasha slightly grimaces at the memory while mariella laughs. If only you knew..Mariela thought.
"Totally understandable...".
"Tell me about yourself romanoff".
"Slow down there Cortez, I'm starting to think that you actually care for me, already falling?" Natasha teased while batting her eyelashes and smiling.
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My Prisoner
FanfictionNew York these days is no longer a safe city, crawling with mafias in every corner, hiding the most powerful mafias in the US, if not the whole world... Mariella Cortez, owner of The Cortez Mafia (TCM), which was inherited to her by her father, Sand...
