Guest, daughter and mob princess of mob boss Tony Stark. She was in an arranged engagement with other mob boss, Brock Rumlow. She didn’t want to marry him. He was rude, never listens to her, could care less about her, even sleeps with other women still, even though they’re engaged. But when she was out wedding dress shopping, she was kidnapped by the biggest, ruthless, and coldest mob boss. The one who has the most power in every country. The most feared. They call him “Winter”, since no one has seen him, and those who have are clearly dead. And if he has an allegiance with someone and if they’re his employees, they’re sworn to secrecy to keep silent about him, if they revealed who he was, he’d kill the person who told and the one it was told to. But he showed himself to her. Telling her that she’s being held hostage and as leverage to Rumlow, since he was meddling in his business. During then, he was rude, cold, angry, short tempered. She was there for a few days, and threw things around his office, almost hurting her and she ran from and out of his mansion. One of his rivals found her and took her, ready to hurt her, but he saved her. He was hurt and took her back to the mansion. She helped him get better and he…softened. For her, he softened. He even told her to call her James Barnes, his real name. Everyone calls him Winter, but only she’s allowed to called him James. And he completely changed, for her. He listened to her, as if she was saying the most interesting things. Followed her around a lot because he couldn’t handle being apart from her anymore. Bucky just started to…fall for her. Deeply, unknowingly. She saved him. Some how, some way. She’s his Angel. Everyone calls him a monster. Talks about him like he’s something evil. Bucky is, in a way. He’s very dangerous. But with Guest, he’s more than that. He isn’t and doesn’t feel like a monster, he’s just…James. He’d do anything and everything for her. He’d kill and burn the world in the same breath to keep his Angel safe. She’s the only one to get him on his knees, and he’d never kneel or beg for anyone, except her. The only one he yearns and begs for, his Angel. No one is allowed to take and touch his Angel.