His Obsession

Y/N’S POV ~ 22 years old ~ Months after the arrest & rehab

I started to take classes and Darcy Lewis became my assistant and bodyguard who took the same classes with me during the day. We became fast friends.

The girl was perfect. No filter and had a great moral code.

She’s tough like nails. You could always count on her telling me the truth.

I have decided to go into fashion and started to design dresses and outfits. I’m learning how to sew and the materials to see which designs made sense for specific fabrics.

Darcy enrolled in the same classes and keeps me safe. We hung out three days a week and Natasha keeps her on the payroll. Natasha kept her promise to help the gals I met in the jail cell to jobs at the nightclubs. They were offered better-paying jobs, benefits, and even school subsidies.

Howard was the best mob boss to work for. He has a good moral compass like he refuses to sell drugs to kids. He’s kept New York safer and it’s grown even though illegal events are happening in the background.

Darcy does work at Howard’s strip club on the weekend to make extra cash.

She loves to dance and enjoys being sexy.

She taught me sexy moves and how to pole dance during the weekdays. There are lessons for the strippers and I come to join the fun twice a week to discuss new moves.

Natasha makes sure the club is locked up and away from public eyes as I spin around the pole.

Darcy smirks “I think you should join us on the dance floor. You’re naturally talented.”

Natasha teases “Only if her husband wasn’t the owner of the club.”

I was in my sexy outfit as I heard my husband, Howard, walk towards the stage “Sweetheart, I don’t think I’ve ever approved these lessons for you.”

I rolled my eyes at my husband but I smiled as I shook my butt at him “Perhaps, you want a private lap dance instead?”

Howard growls “Come down now, wife!” He took off his jacket as I walked down the steps and almost slipped. Someone came forward to steady me, it was Steve. Of course, he’s always around. The man always stands in the shadows and always has eyes on me.

As soon as anyone shows me interest, they will get hurt for it.

I blushed “Thanks!” as I head towards my husband as he wraps his jacket around me.

Howard looks at the stage and says “My wife isn’t allowed to…”

I tug at his sleeve “Howard, I only come for the lessons. I don’t dance in public. It’s good exercise and I only plan to dance privately for you.” As I wink at him. He hated it when I’m too clever for him.

His eyes were on me and they were dark with lust “Fine.”

That’s all it took us he pulls me to the private room making sure everyone can hear us fuck. He fucked me hard and reminded me “Scream for me!” as he slams balls deep inside of me.

He told me he loved me over and over. He spent the next few weeks picking me up from school and taking me home. We did get to spend more time with one another. Maybe he loves dancers.

My exams came and I was doing my best to study.

Howard was dealing with a crisis with work so we didn’t get to spend the last two months before my birthday together. It felt like life just got busy.

Steve was picking me up and it annoyed me. I might have lashed out at him a few times.

Everyone knows not to pist off Steve but I like to push his buttons until I hear from Howard enough to talk to me. We talk on the phone and Howard simply talks to me like I’m a child.

This relationship would have a cycle all over again.

We love one another but it wasn’t the intense type of love. It felt like we were falling back into old habits that grew toxic over time. I was just too young to know how to cope with it.

~ 3 Months before my 23rd birthday

I thought I was pregnant. I was on birth control pills but my breasts were feeling tender and I was feeling sick, nausea and lightheaded. I’ve also gained some weight.

Darcy asks me “What’s happening? Why are we in the pharmacy aisle?”

I smiled, “I think I’m pregnant.” she froze like the idea felt wrong.

I turned to her “What’s wrong Darcy? You look white as a ghost.”

Darcy shook her head “How long has it been since you last had sex with Howard?”

That’s weird, she always called him Money Bag or Mr. Stark. Never Howard. I guess she’s got comfortable.

I tell her “Last time we had sex was 3 weeks ago before his business trip. I usually see him every other week and he’ll spend the weekend with me. He’s been busy lately.” as I reached for the pregnancy sticks.

Being pregnant didn’t scare me as much anymore.

Darcy asks “Aren’t you on the pill?”

I nodded “I just recently stopped the last 2 days since I suspected being pregnant. All the symptoms are there. How have you been? How’s the boyfriend? You mentioned giving him a chance a few weeks back. The trip to Europe must have been awesome.” I grinned at her.

Howard left for an out-of-country trip. He wouldn’t even let me know where he went. I wasn’t too happy.

Darcy has been secretive with her boyfriend because she doesn’t want to jinx it but she says “Two weeks but I think I’m going to break it up with him. It’s not meant to be. It wasn’t going to work but I caved into giving him a chance.”

I held her hand “I hope for the best. Don’t worry, Darcy. You’ll find someone worthy of you.”

She looked at me with a guilty face and said “Thank you, Y/N!”

She helped me get home and I peed on the sticks. The results came and they were negative.

I blew out in frustration and wondered if Howard and I were truly ready for kids.

Steve was guarding me more often and it annoyed me.

I would tell him “Can you send Natasha or something? I miss her. What happened to Darcy? I’ve noticed after our exams, she’s been busy at the strip club. Can you ask Natasha to book Darcy for me? I need some girl's time.”

Steve always kept his poker face to not reveal too much. His eyes show me that he’s not telling me something.

I looked at him as I silently observe him “Spill it, Rogers! You’re hiding something.”

Steve breathes out and says “Everyone has been busy. I can’t ask Natasha to get off her assignment. Howard wants me to keep an eye on you because it’s not safe. All attention has been directed to you recently. Threats have been made.”

I looked out the window as we were heading to the fertility doctor to discuss what was wrong with my body. I’ve gained over 5lbs and test results were negative. I haven’t been intimate with Howard for over 4 weeks.

Why does it feel like something is about to go wrong?

I can feel Steve’s eyes on me when I’m looking away. As soon as I turn back to him then he’s looking away.

I hate these hide-and-seek games.

As soon as we get to the office, I’ve done tests and Steve has attended them. He usually waits outside to make sure that I’m safe.

I was waiting in the medical office. The doctor came in to tell me “We got some bad news Ms. L/N.”

The doctor shared with me what Polycystic ovary syndrome (PCOS) is and how it’s affecting my health. I was disappointed in the results and found out that I might be infertile. However, it’s still possible for me to get pregnant but first I needed to get my health in order.

I was crying by myself as I wrap my arms myself. Why does this have to happen? I’m not even 23.

Steve walked in slowly as he closes the door.

I tell him “Go away, Steve! I don’t need you to see me like this.”

He wouldn’t go away and he’s standing there just looking at me.

It anger me and I got up to him as I say “I hate that you’re here. I hate that you’re always listening to him. Please leave… I don’t need you to watch after me. I just need you gone.”

He wouldn’t leave to just let me cry in peace. I started to hit his chest and push him but nothing would help. He’s a big man and there’s nothing I can do.

I screamed “Get out, Steve! I don’t need you.”

The last thing I ever expected was Steve holding me into his arms. I try to push him off but he wouldn’t move. I ended up crying softly into his chest and for the first time, I held him back as I admit “I didn’t know I wanted children until I’m told that it’ll be difficult for me to have them.”

This is the first time Steve has ever shown any kindness. Usually, he would sass me back with his mean and cold demeanor. This is the first time he’s holding me and patting my back gently like petting a cat. He’s worried that I’ll run. I leaned into crying into his chest.

Steve tells me “We’ll figure it out together. A treatment is possible.” he knows and the doctor probably told him.

I cried so much that day before heading home. Steve arranged a nutritionist and treatments for me.

That night, he let me order all kinds of foods around the city. We sat down and devoured food while watching the Korean Zombie Show ‘Kingdom’. My go-to movies or shows are Zombies.

Steve sat there and watched it with me while he let me hang onto his arm as I hid during the scary scenes.

Steve would ask me “Why would you want to watch these types of shows if you can’t handle the scare parts?”

I answered “It excites me when the good guys figure out a way to handle the problem. So every time, I feel stressed, it cheers me up. I know it’s weird…”

Steve laughs as I hid my entire face into his arm while I said “Stupid village wouldn’t listen. Ahh”

It’s the first time I have seen him laugh that carefree.

I stuck out my tongue at him like a child and I tell him “This is the first time, I’ve seen you laugh like this. You got a cute laugh especially when you’re grabbing your chest like it’s the funniest thing you have seen.”

All of a sudden darkness grew on his face and I can see he’s trying to shield himself away from me after I pointed out to him but this time, the zombies jumped out and start devouring people.

I screamed “Ahhh!”

Steve’s laughs returned and I wanted to punch him for it but I admit that he made me feel better.

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~ My 23rd birthday - Y/N’s POV

A big party was happening at the mansion where everyone that Howard knows was attending. I’m glad my dad didn’t show up because I hated watching him try to manipulate his way in with Howard.

It was a business transaction. My father offered me to sweeten the deal. Howard took it.

At first, I thought Howard was going to turn out to be a douchebag but he wasn’t. He was gentle and kind to coax me after our wedding night. The only problem with Howard is infidelity. He already warned me before I decided to have sex with him. He laid out all the rules and was honest about his feelings.

He lost his beloved wife and no one can ever compare to her.

Ever since she has been gone, he refuses to let anyone ever measure up to her.

I had two choices; return to my father and marry off to someone else which we both knew would be a choice made by my father or I could choose him, Howard Stark. I can run with my title and be free.

He promised to give me a good life.

He waited almost a week before he bedded me after I agreed. Howard worked me and teased me physically as he patiently taught me before we both united together as a couple.

Ever since then, I’ve been his wife and he’s taught me to handle my role.

My cousins and my relatives are the worst kind of family members you can ask for. My mother cheated on my father before she had me.

My father called me a whore as soon as I was born. He didn’t want to do anything with me even though I spent most of my life going after his approval.

I did everything well just so he can take a look at me and be proud.

Nothing was good enough until I married Howard. My biggest accomplishment was marrying Howard Stark.

I was going around the party greeting everyone like a good host.

I watched Howard, Steve, Natasha, and Darcy go upstairs for a meeting. I was surprised to see Darcy go with them.

I never question their work because it’ll get me in hot water.

As I was making rounds, I bump into my cousin, Mr. Brock Rumlow. He’s the type that always stirs shit and everything he says should be questioned.

Brock says “Hi Cousin! How is it? Heard you’re having marital issues.”

I gave him the confusing look “What? No, we do not.”

Brock grins “Don’t need to lie to me, Y/N. There’s a rumor that your best friend and your husband have been fucking around town behind your back.”

I glared at him “This is not funny, Brock!”

Brock sighs “I’m sorry, it’s your birthday. I didn’t mean to joke.”

He knows I want to strike him before I do it but he tells me “Don’t strike the man who's trying to help you. If you don’t believe me, maybe go find your husband. Look his henchman came down but guess whose missing?”

I turned to the stairs as I watched Steve and Natasha walked down the stairs. Where’s Howard and Darcy?

I didn’t have to hear what Brock said. I gathered my dress and I went up the stairs.

Steve and Natasha tried to stop me as I was making my way up the stairs.

I grunted, “Shut it!”

Both Steve and Natasha looked defeated and guilty.

I headed to the top of the stairs and then to the bedroom where I heard the noises.

My heart was beating fast, so fast that I wanted to puke. This is the man, I wanted to have a child with.

I felt my heart stop as I wanted to turn the knob but then Steve’s hand covered mine. He shook his head “Don’t, Y/N!”

As tears were in my eyes and I looked up to him “Let go, Steve. I’ll take your gun and shoot you in your fucken balls if you don’t let me open this damn door. Choose wisely!.”

He let go and flinched back at my disturbing words. Steve is never frightened by anyone easily but I was dead serious and ready to fight him.

I turned the knob as I walked into the room watching my husband fucking my best friend, Darcy on our bed. This is the room that he spends with me when we are here.

Darcy was crying out “Yes baby!”

Howard grunted as he spills inside of her before noticing me. I walked up to him and I noticed he wasn’t wearing any condom. Howard always wore condoms with mistresses. He doesn’t wear them with me.

I felt my world was collapsing and shattering.

Howard cares for Darcy, that only explains why he would go bare.

How long has it been since I have had sex with him? It’s been over months.

Howard was shocked and I shook my head “You fucken bastard and you fucken bitch… I hate you both. I want a fucken divorce. You both are dead to me.” as I try to storm away.