**Reckless Obsession**

The party was winding down, and Viv had finally had enough. She made her way through the crowded compound, weaving past laughter-filled guests and the thumping bass of the music. As she walked, the noise slowly receded, replaced by the quiet hum of the night air. She quickened her pace, eager to escape the chaos and find some solitude in her room. As she approached her door, a sense of relief washed over her. She pushed it open and stepped inside, ready to collapse onto her bed and let the exhaustion of the day wash over her. But she didn't get the chance. A hand clamped over her mouth, and she was spun around, her back slamming into the wall. Viv's eyes widened as Bucky's face loomed inches from hers, his dark eyes blazing with a mix of anger and something else – something that made her skin prickle with unease. The door creaked shut behind her, and the sound of the lock clicking into place sent a shiver down her spine. Bucky's body pressed into hers, his chest heaving against her, making it hard to breathe. His metal hand grasped her chin, forcing her to look at him. "Do you know what you did to me?" he growled, his voice low and menacing. The metal hand slammed into the wall beside her head, making her flinch. Viv's heart was racing, her mind scrambling to recall what she could have done to provoke this reaction. She tried to speak, but Bucky's grip on her chin tightened, his fingers digging into her jaw. Bucky's eyes seemed to burn with an inner fire, his breath hot against her neck. He leaned in, his lips grazing the shell of her ear. "I should hate you," he whispered, his voice a low snarl. But his body betrayed him, pressing harder against hers, his grip tightening around her waist. Viv felt a jolt of fear mixed with something else – something that made her knees weak. And then, his mouth crashed into hers, brutal and punishing, as if he was trying to silence the memories and drown out the pain. His hands roamed possessively, gripping her hips, fingers digging into her skin like he was claiming her all over again. Viv's mind reeled as Bucky's kiss deepened, his teeth scraping against her neck, nipping hard enough to make her gasp. He smirked darkly at the sound, his hand tangling in her hair, yanking her head back to expose her throat. The bite was hard, and Viv felt a surge of pain mixed with a jolt of desire. She was trapped, pinned against the wall by Bucky's unyielding body, with no escape in sight. As Bucky's grip tightened on her waist, pulling her flush against him, Viv felt a spark of recognition. This was Bucky, the man she had thought she knew. But this Bucky was different – reckless, obsessed, and driven by a hunger that made her skin prickle with unease. "You're going to remember just how good I feel in you," he hissed against her skin, his eyes wild and dark. Viv's heart was racing, her mind reeling with the implications of what was happening. She knew she had to think fast, or risk being consumed by Bucky's reckless obsession. But for now, she was trapped, with no escape in sight.