Chapter 10

"You were right." Bucky said to Isabella after spending good fifteen minutes staring at newest S.H.I.E.L.D. records.

"I am always right, James." Isabella smiled. " All this time with me, and you still doubt me?"

"Trust isn't earned overnight."

"Why not? I trust you enough to be alone in the house with you, though I am aware you are a killing machine. Your mind might not loved that, but your body is capable."

"I won't hurt you."

"I believe I said that lie numerous times, and truth to be told, I'd hurt even the person I love the most if needed."

She would. There is little difference between hurting somebody and somebody getting hurt because of you. Differences are unimportant, but the similarities are unavoidable. Hurting somebody and somebody getting hurt because of you have this brilliant thing in common. You. Or in this case, our dearest Isabella. Explained on the example of the Cullens: they hurt her, she hurt them, killed Edward - hurt him, and by doing that she hurt the rest of them. Or another example, making the Cullens adore her and then suffer because they ''had to ' ' leave her behind.

"So if you by any chance at some point loved Loki, you'd be ready to hurt him?" A good philosophical discussion makes every morning way better.

"I already did."

Strong words for 7:15 am. They didn't even drink coffee yet, or dressed in grown up clothes. Both were in pyjamas or something alike to pyjamas in which they slept. Bucky had clothes, but Isabella was, we could say, trying to seduce somebody in slutty babydoll which covered nothing and was sheer. Of course, as they were alone, there was no one who could accuse Isabella of such doings. And if Bucky was ogling her body parts, he wasn't doing it for boobs or ass, which were nice assets, but for the scars.

"How many men had seen you like this?" Bucky asked. She looked to him as if she wasn't aware she is a female with inviting body.

"A lady doesn't reveal her-..."

"Number." He cut her sentence. "That usually means a lot."

"Depends on point of view. In some lives it is more and in some less." Hidden meaning? Well, maybe." What about you?"

"I was seen naked by countless men, I was in the war after all." Isabella punched his shoulder, playfully.

"Steve must look irresistible after coming out of the shower. I don't blame you."

"I see you don't only lust after bad boys, here and there few of the good ones catch your eye."

"You are in love with him."

Casual chit chat briefly distracted them from the main event. Thor's and Loki's arrival, just as Isabella announced to Bucky it will happen. She was certain once they arrive S.H.I.E.L.D. will come shortly after them. Because bringing Loki anywhere, even to the most secluded parts of Earth brings S.H.I.E.L.D. out to play because nowhere is secluded as one would like. Bringing Loki is like setting firework in the middle of Forks, it is impossible not to notice. S.H.I.E.L.D. noticed and Loki was in a cell while Thor was trying to settle things.

"Seriously, now, number?" Bucky wasn't letting this go. "Oh, come on, don't tell me it is only one... Actually, it would make sense, you've been hiding for years and..."

"Don't be annoying. Loki wasn't my only partner, I fucked several men and women." She was, if not angry, at least annoyed.

"So... I guess you like being on top?"

"James, if this is your lame attempts to get in my pants, just stop. I have work to do."

"I thought I am you work."

"Excuse me?"

"Oh please, you are half-naked showing me latest happenings in S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, you want to make it like we have an enemy in common and that you will do absolutely everything for me, no limits. So I guess, I am right when I say I am your job and me getting in your pants would happen sooner or later because you'd let me fuck you to gain my trust." Bucky spoke with unthinkable sharpness, if Isabella wasn't agitated, she would be turned on, who are we kidding, she was.

"Don't treat me like a nobody. I am not disposable." She turned towards the doors, but Bucky grabbed her by the elbow and whispered in her ear.

"I bet you'd even let me fuck your ass."

It felt unnatural to let anyone talk to her like that. All those years after Asgard, she enjoyed the respect of all who dared talk to her. Even Sigyn, who was we could say her closest friend, spoke to her with utmost care never to cross the invisible line separating friendly speech and tiniest insult. This reminded her of her time spent with Loki, who although adored her never held back his devil's tongue. He was honest and cruel. This made her shiver and the reasons were just wrong.

"It would be the best if we forget this conversation and have break today."

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