Our Love Thing

Chapter 10 : Let Me Love You

Wandas POV

"Brother. Can I talk to you for a minute?" I said grabbing his attention away from the receptionist he is talking with.

I drag him away on the other side of the building. I do not know what is he planning on doing or he already planned and start with it but I needed to know.

"So? Are you gonna talk or not?" he exclaimed while tapping his foot waiting for me to say anything.

"Did you plan this?"

"No, I was about to tell you about it last day but you're too occupied about something." he replied

"Sir, Ma'am. Mr. Y/L/N says you can go upstairs now." the receptionist told us as we ride the elevator on the CEO floor.

We enter the lavish looking elevator that I have ever seen in my life, Mr. Y/L/N being the most famous businessman in Manchester and one of the most wealthiest ones. I do not expect less from him and his company. And how he treat people around him, he's not like any other rich people that show off their belongings to anyone. The same man just like his daughter. He sometimes reminds me of a good friend of mine too, he's also a wealthy man from New York.

As we exited the lift we have met with probably one of his personal assitant as she tell us to follow her to the conference room where we're going to discuss our partnership with each other.

Entering the room you can see the beautiful view of Manchester through the well polished window pane of the room. A projector is already set up the conference table place at thr center of the room.

"Mr. Maximoff?", the man exclaimed as he approaches us with confidence and radiating with respect and power.

"Indeed. It is nice to finally meet you, Mr. Y/L/N." Pietro shook the mans hand and step sidewards to show myself.

"Mr. Y/L/N, Good day, I am Wanda Maximoff. His sister." I greeted with a smile as he reciprocated and shook my hand as well.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Maximoff. Shall we?"

He direct us to sit as we obliged and he starts to explain how the partnership works and the benefits and everything. I do not actually know anything about what they're saying. As my mind drifted to Y/n, I wonder if she is around because I have recalled she says that she works for her father as well.

I know we've been talkimg for months now and we tell each other some personal things. Especially those things that intrigues her about the lifetime things that I told her about.

"My apologies. I'm late the traffic is a little not on my side today."

Y/ns voice rang through the room as I look up, seeing her dressed in a business suit and her hair put up in a neat bun with some loose hair in front.

She still does not see me as she shuffle through her bag and found what she's looking for.

"Ha." A pen, she looks up and her gaze instantly connected on mine.

Her lips opens a little bit not breaking our staring contest.

"Y/n.", her father called her breaking our connected gaze on each other.

"Oh yeah.....haha....sorry." she replied shying away and sit at thr other side of the table on the right side of her father across where Pietro is sitting.

From time to time I can see her trying to look at me at yhe corner of her eyes making me chuckle as she blushed because she know she's been caught. She's still the same, she's slick but not too slick when she's around m....

I should not think about it, I have a mission to finish and I will do it. I can never do anything wrong again.

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One hour passed it's not that complicated as to how I read and understand it, but ofcourse Pietro knows more about it that I am. I am outside of Y/ns fathers office as Pietro and him finalizing the contract. Y/n is nowhere to be found after the meeting adjourned she exited the room faster than a robber being chased by the police.

I look around and even ask the assistant but she does not know where Y/n is so I gave up and just sit at one of the posh chairs across the assistants desk. I learned her name is Lisa and she's been working in here after she graduated, which was six years ago when was still nineteen. I mean she's very smart and pristine to everything she does.

"Your mind look preoccupied, Is it your destined true love?" I look up and saw Y/n hovering over me smiling softly, gazing down at me looking like one of the perfections gods has made with those captivating eyes that always catch me every lifetime we met.

"Oh no, I was just thinking about how amazing Lisa is because of how young she is having that job of hers." her smile falters and she sits besides me but leaving a one seat space between us.

"Miss Montgomery really is an amazing lady....she's so pretty..."

Not as pretty as you.

"Intelligent"

Her intelligence doesn't match yours.

"She's literally perfect as ever, she could be the better CEO of this company than I am." she looks at Lisa with amazement and admiration.

She always thinks like this every lifetime she had, she has this one woman who she look up to that she thought is better than her but no.

I took her hand as her gaze shifted towards the innocent Lisa that doesnt have any idea we are talking about her to my hand that holds her left.

"Y/n/n, they can never match anything you had. It's okay to not be perfect, because no one is. Your imperfections are what makes you beautiful inside and out from the rest of the other women."

"Thank you for that, Wanda. But it does not really help because I still feel like it anyways." her reply making me chuckle as she furrowed her eyebrows.

"What's so funny?" she glares at me probably telling me that she is kind of upset but I know she isn't.

"Nothing it's just....somethings just never changed, because everytime I say those words to you it's always the same line. I thought this lifetime wpuld be different but it's not." I smiled at her, her face turned soft looking down with a faint smile.

I lifted her head with my pointer finger and our gaze connected once again. And it didn't really change a bit too. Her longing gaze that she always give everytime, it's still the same one. It makes me wanna just gave in and give all of my love to her, those heart warming smile and soft little gaze she always giving me making my heart swarm in a field of dandelions. Giving me hope that maybe one day we can as one even just in one lifetime we will have.

"Why can't you let me love you?"