Chapter 171. Master of the New York Sanctum
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"You'll begin structured training soon," Nolan told Wanda as they stepped out of the portal. "We'll set up a daily meditation regimen too. As for the Avengers? Put their nonsense on pause. That's all just playground politics now."
He turned to leave when Wanda called out teasingly.
"Wait, don't you want your reward?"
"What reward?" Nolan turned—
—and was instantly met with a kiss on the cheek, warm and unexpectedly fragrant.
Wanda pulled back with a faint blush. "That... a good enough gift?"
Her lips curled into a smile, but her cheeks were still pink. Despite all her power, she'd never really done something so forward before, not with Vision. And not like this.
Vision was a synthetic companion. Nolan was real.
Nolan stared at her face so close, so alive. Shame I can't put you on a lab bench now.
"Stealing a kiss? Go meditate," he said dryly.