Torn x W.M
Mob Boss!Wanda x Police Officer!Reader
Y/n is torn, Wanda tries to come to terms with her new predicament, and foes raise their ugly heads, are Wanda and Y/n really safe enough in their relationship to go all the way? Or is there no coming back from the past?
Warnings: General angst for the series, tension, pietro being a little awkward in the background, lies, general gay drama, bonding for Pietro and Wanda, agatha being a bitch (like her usual self).
Word Count: 1.6k
A/n: It's time! New chapter for this series, lets see what happens to these two and their gang.
Part 1 of Season 2 and part 11 of the overall story.
Part Ten
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There were many things that Wanda wasn't proud of, she had learnt to bury them and forget them, but the biggest thing she wasn't proud of was the way she left things off with her brother, and a close second being the fact that she needed to lie to Y/n.
Y/n was torn, nerves growing within her gut as she stared down at the chips in the dining room table, the tension and anxiety grew in the room, thick enough that anyone could cut it with a knife.
Pietro sat awkwardly to the side, his eyes dragging over his sister and then over towards you, his eyes holding slight amusement at the situation and predicament.
The table had a heavy silence hung over it, that is until Pietro cleared his throat with an obnoxious cough, in true Pietro form.
Wanda's eyes snapped towards her brother's and immediately playfully glared at him, Pietro simply shrugged his shoulders in indifference as he shoved a piece of chicken in his mouth, Wanda sighed at his childeshness.
You however, didn't lift your head once, still stuck in deep thought, even when Wanda cleared her throat to try and get your attention, it didn't work, but it did work in making her even more nervous and anxious.
You weren't acting like yourself, and it was beginning to worry Wanda.
At first she thought it was the introduction of Pietro, you were maybe so used to having Wanda all to yourself that it felt jarring to finally be sharing her with someone else, but after the first week of you acting like this maybe her first assumption was wrong.
You stand abruptly from your seat, your head drawn down to the floor as you take a deep breath before looking up and at Wanda, you bite your bottom lip nervously as you begin to speak quietly,
"Excuse me, will you? I have somewhere to be."
You push your chair back with purpose as you move over and towards Pietro before smiling at him and moving out your hand for him to shake as you bite back bile,
"It was nice meeting you, Pietro. I'm sure Wanda is very excited to catch up with you again."
He shakes your hand firmly within his own before nodding his head, you don't say anything else before you walk away and up the stairs towards your office, the door slamming shut behind you as Wanda sighed.
She'd have to talk with you later for now, she had her brother to deal with. At the thought Wanda's nerves grew as she nibbled at her bottom lip in thought.
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Wanda felt somewhat awkward next to her brother, her muscles tensed as she looked out at the setting sun over the hill, she felt the condensation beneath her fingertips as she looked over the railing, her fingers bring the lit cigarette to her lips, a deep breath leaving her parted lips in a sigh, before she took a drag.
She felt Pietro's attentive gaze on the side of her head and it unnerved her, it made her think back to when they were simply kids, when Pietro was so good at reading her thoughts, even when she was the telepath.
She looked briefly to the side and regretted it immediately as she did, a deep blush growing on her cheeks as she looked at the look, the look deepened along with a smirk as he rose a singular eyebrow at her, before speaking in his deep baritone voice,
"You like Y/n."
Wanda felt the wind get kicked out of her as she choked on the smoke she inhaled, the cigarette dropping from her fingers as it fell to the pavement, her eyes widening as they looked at Pietro before choking out between coughs,
"What?"
His smirk grew wider but not in mirth but in amusement as he snickered,
"You really like her!"
Wanda rolled her eyes as she snorted and scoffed,
"No, I don't."
Even as she said the words, they felt like a lie on her tongue, her eyes avoiding Pietro's gaze as she looked down, trying to cover her cheeks.
"You totally do, you never blush that bad."
She sighed as she rubbed her hand over her face before scratching the back of her neck, her hair blowing gently in the soft breeze as she looked back at her brother, before she spoke, softly, within a mere whisper,
"Okay, maybe I do... a bit."
Pietro's smirk grew into a wide grin as he chuckled before speaking,
"Dear god, you're like a lovesick fool, I saw the way you looked at her during dinner, Wanda, there's no faking that."
Wanda furrowed her brows in confusion as she tilted her head to the side in a silent question, Pietro shook his head before letting out an almost shocked laugh,
"Wanda, you looked at her like... like I don't know, like she was your sun, or when you look at one of your old sitcoms. You love her."
Wanda's throat felt dry as she combed a hand through her hair as she let out a simple hum, her eyes watching as the last bits of light went behind the cloud, she took a step back from the railing before looking at Pietro,
"Let's go, it's getting cold and dark."
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It's late as you rest your head upon your arm as you flick your pen up your desk before it rolls back down and towards you before you rinse and repeat.
Your eyes droop as you yawn in exhaustion. That's when your shoulders tense at the feeling someone else in the room.
You roll your eyes and huff in annoyance as you continue to look out your office window as you speak,
"What do you want, Harkness?"
She chuckles heartily before humming as she speaks huskily,
"Now, is that any way to speak to me, dearie?"
You scoff before stopping your pen with a hand slamming down and onto your desk as you whip around in your office chair as you narrow your eyes at her before gritting out between clenched teeth,
"I will only repeat this one more time; What do you want?"
Her grin falls as she narrows her eyes and sighs as she steps towards you as she speaks slowly,
"We're really going to speak like this? Fine. I'm here to see if you've chosen the right choice. I'm not a very patient woman, and I haven't got all the time in the world, I need your answer within the next two days; preferably today if you could."
"Forget it, Harkness, I'm not your lap boy."
You point the pen dangerously close to her chest as you narrow your eyes into slits, a dark shadows grows over Agatha's face, and it makes your palms sweat in anxiety as you swallow roughly but maintain your stance in front of her.
You let out a yelp as her hand whips out to grip your collar before pulling you closer to her face, close enough that you can now feel how hot her breath is.
"I do not appreciate your tone with me, Y/l/n. You'd be careful not to fuck with me."
You clench your jaw as you shove her away by her shoulders before gritting your teeth together in annoyance,
"What I've learnt from my very limited time around you, Agatha, is that all you're threats are empty. You need me, even for whatever perverse shit you've got planned so I remmond you leave, right now."
You're not able to react until too late as her fingers glow with purple, her fingers curling with the magic within her palm as she throws you harshly against the nearest wall.
You let out a grunt as you fall down and onto your stomach, the picture frame you slammed into falling and crashing to the ground as shards of glass cut your cheeks.
You wince as you look up at Agatha, your annoyance running hot and heavy in your bloodstream as your head is snapped to the side as the door to your office is slammed open, Wanda standing in the entrance as she looks from you and then to Agatha, her frame rigid as her jaw clenches before she speaks,
"Agatha? The fuck are you doing here?"
Agatha sighs as she looks from me and then back to Wanda as she shakes her head before speaking slowly,
"I guess that's my que to leave, think about it, Y/l/n."
She disappears as quickly as she came as you wince while trying to stand up, your eyes looking worriedly over towards Wanda as her lips are fallen into a straight line.
"You and I need to talk. Now."
You swallow roughly as your palms begin to sweat in anxiety at the tone of her voice.

















