The Presidents Daughter || NATASHA X FEM READER

We'll See About That

"I didn't know you would be here Y/N," Natasha says annoyed.

"I'm not talking to her." I pour myself a drink of whatever the clear liquid was in a crystal glass holder, I avoid looking in her direction and had failed to notice she had gotten closer. .

"Yes, you are," Natasha snatches the glass out of my hand and pulls me into the nearest room.

"Don't touch me, do you know who the fuck I am?" I release from her grip as she closes the library's door.

"Don't tell me you've turned into one of those people, God you've gone backward," She spits. She downed the drink that she snatched from me. I snatch the empty glass back and throw it to the wall behind her, all the shattered pieces fall all over the floor and desk. She doesn't flinch in the slightest, in fact, she seems to have gotten taller as she lifts her chin up.

"Watch what you say to me Senator, I was kind enough to let you keep your position the first time, I won't be as generous the next."

"I doubt that," She steps inappropriately close to me, I could smell the alcohol from the drink in her breath, "I think you're going to be very generous," She husks in my ear. She grabs my hips and throws me against the wall, her fingers intertwined between mine and she moves them over my head. She leans in closer to my lips, the smell of her perfume intoxicates me and I allow her to kiss me.

"I hate you," I say briefly breaking from the kiss.

"I love you," she says back.

"You hurt me," my voice cracks as she kisses down my neck.

"I'm sorry, I love you, only you angel," she whispers, pulling up my skirt.

I missed her voice calling me Angel, I missed the warmth of her breath on my skin. But with those memories came flooding the ones of her lies. I push her away from me.

"I don't think Vera would be very happy to know that you're in here with me," I snap. She rolls her eyes.

"It's been over a year-"

"That doesn't make it hurt any less," I scream, "you made me question myself, I hated myself because I thought that finally, I found someone that I loved and loved me the same way,"

"I do love you," she whispers, getting closer.

"Stop, please stop,"

"I love you Y/N,"

"I have forgiven you, okay. So don't feel guilty anymore," I push her away from me again harder than before. She winced in pain as her hands hit the glass-filled desk. She brings her hands up and dark red trickles down from her palm. All the anger flushed out of me and jump to aid her. "Nat I'm sorry, I'm sorry," I grab a handkerchief and pick the small glass pieces out of her hands and push down on the cuts to try and stop the bleeding.

She snatched my hands away from her and cleans the cuts off herself. "Just let me-" I insist.

"Don't," she snatches away from me again. She turns her entire body away from me and towards the open window.

"Please Nat, please talk to me." I soften my voice.

"You haven't directed a single word to me this past year, now you want to talk?"

"You fucked an intern in my house and lied about," As much as I tried I could not hold back my angry response.

"And you told the world I was nothing but a fuck, and that you still loved Wanda,"

"I saved your career with that statement, If I told them that we were in a committed relationship and that you cheated on me in my apartment, your constituents would have never let you come back. I don't have to apologize for that, I deserve a thank you,"

"I didn't care about coming back, I cared about you," She screams louder.

"Bullshit," I spit.

"I'm sorry," she surprises me, "I was just- you promised that we weren't going to be a secret anymore but you still dropped my hand when we left the office, and only told people you knew wouldn't tell,  the only places we ever met was my office or your apartment. I wanted people to know you were mine," her voice softens.

"How ironic that it was just days before my interview," I sit on a big red leather chair in the corner of the room.

"And they thought it was Wanda, I had to sit through an afternoon looking at pictures of you both kissing,"

"Try a month of all news channels streaming your affair. You humiliated me in front of my friends and family,"

The door opens, Devin scans the room, and then notices the bloody handkerchief in Natashas hands. "I'll be right back," He runs off, Sydney and Wanda come in. They were quiet as they looked at the mess.

"Maybe it wasn't a good idea to lock them in a room together," Sydney says to Wanda. Devin runs back in with a first aid kit and helps Natasha clean the cuts properly.

"I told you we should've come in when the glass broke," He scolds Wanda. She drops her hands in frustration and leaves the room.

"What happened?" Sydney urges. Both Natasha and I look away from each other and neither of us says a word. "Speak or none of you are going anywhere," she uses her mom tone, which was really attractive. "Is something funny Y/N?" She asks in the same tone.

"Nothing," I hold my head up with my hand and hold eye contact with her. She bends over the chair to my level, her face only inches away.

"You broke my glass?" She whispers, I slowly nod, "Clean it up," She demands.

"Yes mommy," I reply in a whisper, mostly to get a rise out of Natasha whose eyes I can feel burning into me."Leo," I call out to one of my agents, he quickly walks up to the door, "could you help me clean this up? I broke a glass and Senator Romanoff got hurt," He walks in and starts sweeping it up, I thank him repeatedly.

"Do you fuck all of them to get them whipped like that?" Natasha snapped as soon as he walked out.

"No Senator, I don't have to charm people with sex to get them to do what I say, unlike you," I sit back in the chair. Devin dismisses himself and Sydney follows.

"You're such a whore," She leans over, balancing herself on the armrest. "Sydney and Wanda? You've become everyone's little hump toy."

"Do you want to watch them please me in ways you couldn't?" I tease, I run my hands down her stomach and onto her thighs letting my finger slightly brush onto the zipper of her pants.

"We'll see about that," She smirks and walks out of the door.