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Natasha Romanoff ([personal profile] maskirovka) wrote 2024-01-02 07:42 pm (UTC)

“And neither of our families approve,” she abruptly heard herself say. And followed it with a wooden, “…but…we don’t care.” She suddenly went a bit stiff, turning away to stare unseeing out of the windshield, straight ahead. “Do we.”

Because that was the main reason why she’d been gone by sunup that fateful night. Even though she’d not counted her kin as family for decades, she still had to live with their disapproval and scorn. And her hateful matron held grudges like a miser.

Natasha had nearly paid for her decision to join SHIELD with her life; as the only female offspring of her mother’s powerful bloodline, she’d been expected to take her place in the Romanova hierarchy early on. But the young scion had seen the struggle between humanity and her kind, and had been wise enough to want to be part of the solution and not just another nail in the coffin of the problem.

Duchess Melina Romanova had not taken her daughter’s decision well.

But Bucky Barnes didn’t deserve the hell that would come from a relationship with her. Even a casual fling would be dangerous. So, after realizing the next morning that they’d been followed from the SHIELD party by one of her mother’s silent, eagle-eyed dragoons, Natasha had vanished, removing all traces of her presence.

Safer that way. Only for it to, of course, come back and bite her right in the ass.

But this was work, and not even the most hellishly insane vampire bitch-queen would be so lethally stupid as to make an overt move against the most powerful organization on the planet.

Or so Natasha hoped.

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