Wanda Maximoff, was known as Jarvis Stark's new wife, and NYU graduate, that was all. Once Jarvis had gotten a job at his father's company, Wanda had quickly adjusted to the stay at home housewife. Even after she had done her morning chores and meal preps, she wasted a majority of the day either sitting on the sofa watching TV or just staring out of the window at the bustling city below. Even her latest conversations with Jarvis made her want to retreat from him.
"I think we should try for a baby." He told her as her eyes widened.
"What?" She almost yelled across the table from him.
"We're married now." He stated.
"Barely." She told him as he shrugged.
"I have a steady job and income, we can provide for a baby Wanda." He smiled at her as she shook her head no.
"I don't want a baby Vis." She told him firmly. "I am not ready for that sort of commitment."
"We're already married, Wanda." He told her sternly as Wanda started to clear the table. "I think not being ready for commitment has already passed."
"No." She told him as she squeezed her eyes closed. "Being married is different to starting a family. We are both 22 for crying out loud."
"All the more reason to do it." He told her. "By the time they will be off to college we will just be pushing passed 40, an age to start living our lives again."
"I said no Jarvis." She snarled as he just sighed.
"Just think about it." He requested before he retreated to their shared room. Wanda knew exactly how she felt about the whole children's situation.
Did she see herself as a mother at some point? Yes, just not right now. Not when she has a lot of living to do.
So she made it her mission to reject every advance Jarvis had made. Denying his every need to have intimacy with her. She couldn't really sneakily go on birth control as they now had shared health insurance.
So she had done the next best thing, she had made several resumes and sent them out to multiple organisations, hoping that she may just get herself a job and a way to earn her own money and not have to rely on Jarvis's family fund.
Every day she checked the mail, hoping that she may get an acceptance letter, only receiving polite rejection letters.
"I bet you're going to tell me what the others have said huh?" She questioned as she sat with the envelope in her hand. Taking a deep breath before opening the letter and reading the black ink.
Dear Ms Maximoff
Thank you for your resume, and I am afraid that all departments have been filled. Although, I do have an assistant about to go on maternity leave. It is only a temporary position. If you may be interested, please contact me as soon as possible.
Many regards
Y/N Y/L/N
CEO
Wanda was fast to dial up the number provided, although she had waited for half an hour until she was put through to Y/N.
"Y/N Y/L/N, how may I help you?" They answered.
"Hi, Mx Y/L/N, it's Wanda Maximoff." She rambled nervously. "I was just calling up about the temp position you have available?"
"Hi, Ms Maximoff." They spoke cheerfully. "I do have a full week this week but maybe if you can stop by the office at noon? I have 30 minutes spare for lunch if you're free to do your interview then."
"Yes." Wanda answered excitedly. "Of course."
"Perfect." They answered her. "I shall see you at noon. Don't be late." With that they hung up, just before Wanda squealed. She was excited to have a job prospect so soon, but her excitement didn't last too long when Jarvis came inside with one of her resumes in his hand.
"You know, we have been looking to fill some spots in our tech department and when I noticed this on my desk of potential candidates, I thought that couldn't be my Wanda Maximoff but there is only one Wanda Maximoff in New York." He slammed the paper on the table before him. "What are you even doing Wanda?"
"I am looking for a job." She told him.
"You don't need a job." He told her.
"No, but I want a job." She told him. "I am sick and tired of living the same routine every day. It gets extremely lonely."
"Maybe if we try." He started as Wanda interrupted him.
"I already told you no Jarvis!" She yelled. "I am not ready to be a mother!"
"No one is truly ready to be a parent dear." He tried to approach her when she stepped back.
"No." She told him firmly. "I don't want a baby. Not now."
"Wanda! This is something that is expected when we marry." He told her as she laughed.
"We are not living in the 50s!" She told him. "It is my body and I do not want a child."
"It has to be done Wanda." He told her.
"No it doesn't!" She shouted, starting to get angry with every second he wasn't listening to her. "I am 22, freshly out of college, I should be out partying with friends, working a job I hate to try and make ends meet."
"But you don't have to do any of that." He told her.
"Because we have your father's money?" She spoke with a raised brow. "I want to be able to earn my own way Vis, so please just let me." He just nodded as he walked away, leaving Wanda to clean up the dinner that neither had the appetite to eat.
The next day, Wanda was getting ready for her interview with Y/N. She was extremely nervous as she hasn't had a job since she worked part time in high school at the local cafè. So she made sure she was at the building earlier, sipping on a coffee as she waited for Y/N, already being informed that they were in a meeting.
She soon perked up when a door opened and a large group of people left the room. Waiting to see what Y/N looks like.
"Ms Maximoff." They spoke up as they spotted Wanda. "Follow me." She was fast to follow them into their office. Admiring the view from behind them as they sat at their desk. "So, your resume was quite."
"I know, I haven't really had a job since high school." She told them. "But I graduated at the top of my class in college."
"And you are married." They pointed out as they noticed the gold band on her finger. "And you're 22."
"My husband and I have been together since high school." She told them as they smiled softly.
"Well, he is a very lucky guy." They told her before looking at her seriously. "So, why do you want this job?" They asked her.
"Well, I want to be able to make something of myself, earn my own way." She told them. "It's just that Jarvis expects me to stay at home and birth his children but I don't want that."
"You want to be independent." They pointed out as she nodded. "So why did you marry him?"
"I love him." She answered easily, although at that moment, the words felt like a foreign language on her tongue.
"As easy as that." They pried before realising Wanda's unsure gaze. "Forgive me, that was out of line."
"No." She waved them off before looking up again.
"Well, I guess I can have you start on Monday, Jean will show you the ropes before she leaves on Friday." They told her with a smile.
"I got the job?" She asked them, with shock and confusion in her eyes.
"You got the job." They smiled as she squealed. "Just leave your details, social security number and bank account details with Jean."
"Thank you so much Y/N." She stood up as Y/N walked around the desk.
"Be here Monday, 8am." They smiled at her before opening the door for her, the two approaching Jean. "Do you have the files for my next meeting?" She handed them an A4 manilla file. "Also, can you sort out Ms Maximoff's details for your temporary replacement. She will be shadowing you next week before you leave us to have this little guy." Jean nodded with a smile before Y/N had disappeared down the hall and into the elevator.
"They aren't the easiest to work for." Jean told her. "They are perfectionists."
"I can see that." Wanda smiled as she handed over the appropriate papers.
"But they are loyal to their employees." Jean told her. "That is one thing I can say about them."
Wanda was fascinated by them, only meeting them briefly but seeing how smart and sophisticated they seemed. It only drew her in, needing to know more. She found herself thinking about them, even when she was laying in bed at night beside her husband. Her thoughts were innocent but she still felt guilty.