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A Slave for You

Chapter 1

Pairings: Mafia Bucky Barnes x Original Female Character

Warnings: Dark Bucky Barnes, Mature, SMUT, Dom/Sub, Slavery, Gun Violence, Adult Themes, Dubcon, Kidnap, Captive, Master/Slave, Punishment, Manipulation, Controlling,

Summary: Leila Johnson had a normal life working as a nurse at the St James Hospital in New York. That was until her brother got involved in some business with one of the most dangerous men, James ‘Bucky’ Barnes. Unable to pay the debt, she was taken as collateral until he could, but his life was soon finished due to an accident. With the debt still unpaid, Leila finds herself working for James until it's cleared but working for the most dangerous man in New York is not as easy as it seems, and she hopes to escape before it's too late.

Have you ever had your whole life thrown in the air and changed completely? Have you ever had to take the fall for something you didn't do and didn't have anything to do with? Have you ever had to submit yourself to cruel behaviour because you were forced to, and it was the only way to survive? Well, I have. In fact, I've been doing so for the past few months now and to be honest, I'm losing track of time. They say don't take anything for granted and I believe in that. No matter how hard you work, no matter how nice you are to people, no matter how good of a person you are, things can always happen. Never did I think my life would be like this. I would wake up every morning hoping it was all a bad dream but now I know this is all for real. It all started a few months ago.

3 months earlier

I sat on the bed; my legs crossed over one another with my book in hand. It's the only thing that passes the time until someone comes to bring me my meals. There's nothing else to do in here and as I read through every book on the old shelf across the room, I wonder how long it will take me to read every single one. I believe it's been just over three months since I woke up in this small room which I now call my home. I haven't seen anything else besides these four blank walls.

Every day I wake up in here, I hope that my brother has paid off more of his debt. The quicker he pays it, the quicker I can get out of here. My life for the past three months has been... difficult. It's not every day you wake up and find yourself locked in a small and cramped room, bars on the window, the door locked and the only things in the room being a bed, a dresser, and a bookshelf along with a bathroom next door. It had all started when my brother ran into some trouble paying off his bills.

I wished he had come to me for help, then I wouldn't be here, and he wouldn't be in this mess. Instead, he decided to seek the help of one of the most dangerous men... James ‘Bucky’Barnes or as other people known him as Bucky. Head of a gang and involved in organised crime, drug trafficking and loan sharking, he was a man not to be messed with, a man who was not to be taken lightly, a man who took control of everything.

My brother had borrowed money from him to help pay off his debts but had the same trouble by not being able to pay him back. So, in order to get the money back, I was taken, kidnapped, and used as collateral until my brother could pay back Bucky. He said that until the debt was fully paid, I would stay here, locked away in this dark little room. I remember begging and pleading to let me go, telling him I could help my brother with the money to pay him back, but he wasn't having it. I was only here to ensure my brother would pay back the debt. James didn't want my money.

I was scared at first, not knowing what was going to happen to me. I thought for sure they would starve me, but I received three meals a day. The food wasn't amazing but kept me alive. I was able to shower when I could and the only thing to entertain myself was the books stacked on the shelf. The walls of the room were a peachy orange with a dark carpet and warm lights drilled into the ceiling cast down on the room. I had learned it was best to do as I was told and wait until my time was up. I certainly didn't want to anger Bucky, not knowing how dangerous he truly could be. I had already found out he was not to be played with and trying to escape was not an option for me.

I flicked over the page of my book, continuing to read away. I was grateful I had something to pass the time and something to take my mind off being held prisoner. The other members of his gang didn't talk to me when they came to give me my meals and I felt isolated and alone, trapped in this room all the time. The bars on the window made it even more of a prison for me. They were already there when I first woke up here and I often wondered if anyone else ever lived in this room, having gone through the same situation as me. I hoped not.

The cold draft of the room sent a chill down my body, and I shivered. Small goosebumps ran up my arms and I hugged the thin jumper around my body to keep the warmth in. I hoped that maybe Bucky would visit, and I could ask for another blanket or something else to keep my warm. The room was freezing at night, and I had trouble sleeping all the time. He had been kind enough to give me one blanket, but it wasn't the warmest and the longer I spend in the cold, the more likely I'll turn sick.

Just as I was about to turn to the next page, the lock of the door clicked open and my head shot up, eyes glued to the door as it creaked open. The squeak of the door rung in my ears and Bucky shuffled inside the room. I instantly became nervous as he walked inside, shutting the door behind him, and watching as he stood beside the bed.

He was dressed in a sharp suit of black, black shirt and smart shoes polished to perfect so the warm lights from the ceiling shined off them. He was a very well-dressed man, and he cared a lot about his appearance. His hair was neatly combed back and his muzzle adorning his jaw line was trimmed perfectly. his cologne was strong, and I could smell it from where he was standing, the scent intoxicating. At first glance, you would think this man was a CEO or something. I'm not surprised though, with all the money he has, the suit probably cost him a couple grand.

I push the book closed and settle it beside me, making a note for myself to remember what part I was up to. It wasn't often Bucky visited me and when he did, it was usually just to check on me and give me an update if my brother had paid any of the debt. I hadn't seen Bucky for a little while now and so I was a little shocked by his visit.

"Hello" he said softly, standing tall, his hands now shoved into the pockets of his perfectly ironed trousers.

"Hello" I said back, quieter, and more of a mumble under my breath. The nerves were growing, my hands becoming sweaty and my stomach turning into a tight knot. I swallowed the lump in the back of my throat and stared up at Bucky, waiting for him to continue. He’s so intimidating and makes me feel smaller than I am.

"How are you?" it was a silly question really. Would you expect anyone to be hunky dory being locked away in a dingy little room waiting for your brother to pay back his debt? But I'd be setting myself up for danger if I answered back with that.

"Okay... has my brother paid some more money?" I asked with hope in my voice and Bucky sighed, shuffling on his feet.

"That's what I came to talk to you about" he said firmly, and I was a little taken back.

"Oh" shuffling on the bed, I swing my legs over the edge of the bed. The chain attached to my ankle rattles and flops to the ground. I've worn it ever since I tried to escape here. I didn't get very far, and James was surely pissed when he found out. Since then, I've been chained to the wall with this long length, still allowing me to use the bathroom and to walk around the room but not able to leave it.

Judging by his demeanour, it didn't sound like good news, but I didn't want to think too since. Bucky grabbed the wooden chair from the corner of the room and placed it in front of me, sitting down and unbuttoning his jacket as he did. He rested his arms on his knees, latching his long fingers together in front. A cold sweat started to take over me as I waited for Bucky to speak. My hands started to shake in my lap, a habit I had now developed since I woke up here.

"This morning, I sent my guys over to collect the next instalment of your brother's debt" he started, and I nodded slowly.

"Okay" I bit the inside of my lip, praying he was going to say something good, but it was highly unlikely. The taste of blood dripped on my tongue, signalling I was biting too hard, and I released my lip.

"When they got there, he wasn't answering the door or his phone. So, they knocked on the neighbour's door" it was getting worse by the minute, and I held my breath, not wanting to breathe until I knew what was happening.

"They said your brother had been in an accident, a car crash" my heart dropped, and I froze with fear. I felt the tears welling up behind my eyes, inching out to escape and fall down my red cheeks and I knew what Bucky was about to say next.

"He didn't make it, the ambulance got there but he was dead on arrival" I looked down into my lap, squeezing my eyes tightly and holding back the tears. I didn't want Bucky to see me cry, I didn't want him to see me vulnerable.

No, no this cannot be happening. He can't be dead. There must be some mistake.

I shook my head in denial, sniffling back to sob, keeping my head down.

"No, no that can't be right" I murmured to myself, but Bucky heard me loud and clear.

"He's dead Leila, he didn't survive the crash" Bucky said, and the tears started to pour down my face, dripping into my lap and soaking the jeans I had on, making a dark wet puddle on my thigh. I felt like my world had just come crashing down even more. I haven't seen him for so long. He had been trying so hard to get the debt repaid and I knew he wasn't going to stop until I was free. But now, there was no chance of that. I would never see him again. I didn't even get to have one last conversation with him. He was gone... forever.

I sniffled back the snot dripping from my nose, using my sleeve to wipe my face and I tried to compose myself.

"Are you sure?" I ask, hoping there was some sort of possibility that would bring back my brother.

"I am, the neighbour said the police spoke to them to update them, if there was a chance, he was alive they would have said" Bucky clarified, and I nodded. He was right. I didn't want him to be right though. I didn't want it to be true. I wanted to just wake up and find out it was all a bad dream and that my brother was alive and working hard to get me out of here.

Which poses the next question. What happens now? The debt is still unpaid but there's no way my brother can pay it back. Does that mean I'm free to go? Can I get my old life back the way it was?

"Wh-what about the debt... does that mean I can go home?" I look up nervously, staring at his bright blue eyes and a smirk crosses his face, tilting his head to the side.

"Well, it's still unpaid. Your brother owed me a lot of money" Bucky sat up straight, his eyes still locked on me, and I furrow my brows a little, wondering where he's going with this.

"However, I am willingly to let you work it off here" he suggested.

Work it off, does he mean I would work for him?

"So, I work for you?" I said slowly and he nodded.

"Exactly, think of yourself as... a maid. You'll do the cooking, cleaning, laundry, all that shit, and I will renounce the debt" he smiled softly, and I looked down at my shaking hands again.

So, I'm going to be his maid now. I guess it beats living in this cell, but I didn't want to have to work off this debt. All I want is to go back to my old life. but I guess that's not an option right now. I have no choice but to accept this now.

"And of course, anything else I ask of you" I looked up at him with confusion written on my face. I wasn't quite sure what he meant by that, but it made me nervous. I nodded shyly and Bucky hummed in delight.

"Well, let's get you started" he reached into his pocket and pulled out a set of keys. To my amazement, he lifted my ankle and unlocked the chain around it, breaking me free from my prison. The weight of the chain instantly vanished as it clanged to the floor and Bucky stood, holding his hand out for me to take. I swallowed hard and slipped my hand into his large one, his palm softer than anything I've ever felt and his long fingers wrapping around my small ones.

He turned around and pulled me out of the room and as we walked out, I took one last look back, watching as that old life disappeared and a new one was waiting for me.

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