A/N: Heres a new chapter. Its been awhile, but now schools calming down a bit.
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Chapter 46 – Heart of Frost
Emma stretched out in her large king sized bed and yawned before sitting up and rolling over to the edge. She picked her robe off the nearby chair and slid it on, tying the sash. Her feet sank into the soft white carpet and she glanced back at the bed. Gambit was still sound asleep, the blankets twisted around his waist covering his naked body, one arm spilled across the large mattress where she had been lying under a minute ago. He was the only color in the entire room. From carpet to ceiling the room was snow white, like being in a snow dome.
Frost decided on taking a shower before waking the mutant up. She had to get back down to the office and make sure things were under control and see if there was any notice on her "guest" responding to her request. She picked out new clothes, deciding on a black skirt, white blouse and a matching black suede jacket with her normal high heels. Maybe she'd even go commando. She smiled at the thought. It would be fun teasing Remy for the rest of the day. After all, he deserved it after last night, and maybe the night would repeat. She felt a shudder of excitement run down her back at the thought of last night with the Gambit and felt a heat rise deep within her. The mutant definitely knew how to please a woman and was no disappointment for Frost. The only disappointment was knowing it wouldn't happen again. But business was business, there'd be others to replace the spot in her bed.
She glanced at him one last time, still asleep, and took a quick shower before her urges could fully take control. When she got out, he was already awake and, somewhat disappointingly, getting dressed. He was zipping up his pants as she walked back in, her heels leaving stab wounds in the plush carpet.
She smiled at him, "Good morning."
"Mornin'," he replied, grabbing his shirt off the floor and tugging it back on.
"I have to get down to the office, feel free to take a shower if you wish, but afterward go to my office. I'm pretty sure there's an important meeting today that I'll need you to attend."
He gave her a half smile that made her want to shiver. It spoke of all the naughty things he could do with just that one look. "Whatever ya say boss."
"Good, I'll see you later," she gave him a nod and left the room, taking the elevator straight to her office. She opened the heavy door and stepped inside.
Caliban was already waiting for her, standing just behind her desk, his normal spot. His pale skin nearly glowed with the pure black top he wore. He seemed like a giant, over towering her small 5'4" frame with by a whole foot and four inches. It was why he stayed crouched next to her all the time, but even crouched he was nearly as tall as she was.
He gave a light purring noise as she sat down in her leather chair and when she pat her leg, he crouched down and crawled to her, kneeling next her side. She rubbed his baldhead, scratching behind his ears like he so enjoyed. Of course she knew what he liked, she had, after all, created him. He had been a pathetic human and now he was a powerful mutant. My what technology could do nowadays.
"And how are we doing today, Caliban?" she asked.
"Fine," he purred, his gold cat eyes closing as she continued to scratch behind his hers with her long fingernails.
"That's good," she told him and drew her hand back. "Any word on my guests?"
"None," he told her.
"Have Tabitha and Cain come back?"
"Not that I know of. They did not check in last night," he shook his head.
She sighed, leaning back in her chair. "I need this guest."
"Have you forseen it?"
"Yes, but when…," she let the breath out she'd been holding. "I can't tell. It's as far as I can see right now, I can't see any further."
"They'll arrive," Caliban gave a nod.
"But when?" she growled. A heavy canvas on the wall began to shake violently as her anger grew. Caliban crouched lower next to her in fear. The picture was just about to fly cross the room. All she needed to do was give one little tug…
A beeping noise caused the picture to stop and hre anger to dull to a certain degree. It was her office phone. The little red button flashed with an incoming call from downstairs. She pushed the button with a sharp manicured nail.
"Emma Frost, speak please," she directed.
"Ms. Frost, you have someone here to see you," her assistant said.
"Who is it?" she felt her heart jump and she leaned forward over the desk.
"I don't know Ms. Frost, but he says you're expecting them. Cain and Tabitha are with them."
"Send them up. Have them directed to my office," she said and hung up. She smiled and put her feet up on the desk. Her anger was completely forgotten as her future insight began to piece together. Tristian was getting closer and closer to her grasp. Soon he'd be hers once more and she could finally get what she wanted from him.
A laugh erupted from her throat. Her immorality spilling through the room with a cold lash so strong it caused Caliban to cower away from her. Her blue eyes windowed the nothing that was inside her as her plans spun ironed malicious deeds in her mind.
Caliban backed all the way to his corner and tried to make himself smaller, never had he ever feared Emma as he did now and that could mean nothing could…for anyone.
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Chapter 46 – Heart of Frost
Emma stretched out in her large king sized bed and yawned before sitting up and rolling over to the edge. She picked her robe off the nearby chair and slid it on, tying the sash. Her feet sank into the soft white carpet and she glanced back at the bed. Gambit was still sound asleep, the blankets twisted around his waist covering his naked body, one arm spilled across the large mattress where she had been lying under a minute ago. He was the only color in the entire room. From carpet to ceiling the room was snow white, like being in a snow dome.
Frost decided on taking a shower before waking the mutant up. She had to get back down to the office and make sure things were under control and see if there was any notice on her "guest" responding to her request. She picked out new clothes, deciding on a black skirt, white blouse and a matching black suede jacket with her normal high heels. Maybe she'd even go commando. She smiled at the thought. It would be fun teasing Remy for the rest of the day. After all, he deserved it after last night, and maybe the night would repeat. She felt a shudder of excitement run down her back at the thought of last night with the Gambit and felt a heat rise deep within her. The mutant definitely knew how to please a woman and was no disappointment for Frost. The only disappointment was knowing it wouldn't happen again. But business was business, there'd be others to replace the spot in her bed.
She glanced at him one last time, still asleep, and took a quick shower before her urges could fully take control. When she got out, he was already awake and, somewhat disappointingly, getting dressed. He was zipping up his pants as she walked back in, her heels leaving stab wounds in the plush carpet.
She smiled at him, "Good morning."
"Mornin'," he replied, grabbing his shirt off the floor and tugging it back on.
"I have to get down to the office, feel free to take a shower if you wish, but afterward go to my office. I'm pretty sure there's an important meeting today that I'll need you to attend."
He gave her a half smile that made her want to shiver. It spoke of all the naughty things he could do with just that one look. "Whatever ya say boss."
"Good, I'll see you later," she gave him a nod and left the room, taking the elevator straight to her office. She opened the heavy door and stepped inside.
Caliban was already waiting for her, standing just behind her desk, his normal spot. His pale skin nearly glowed with the pure black top he wore. He seemed like a giant, over towering her small 5'4" frame with by a whole foot and four inches. It was why he stayed crouched next to her all the time, but even crouched he was nearly as tall as she was.
He gave a light purring noise as she sat down in her leather chair and when she pat her leg, he crouched down and crawled to her, kneeling next her side. She rubbed his baldhead, scratching behind his ears like he so enjoyed. Of course she knew what he liked, she had, after all, created him. He had been a pathetic human and now he was a powerful mutant. My what technology could do nowadays.
"And how are we doing today, Caliban?" she asked.
"Fine," he purred, his gold cat eyes closing as she continued to scratch behind his hers with her long fingernails.
"That's good," she told him and drew her hand back. "Any word on my guests?"
"None," he told her.
"Have Tabitha and Cain come back?"
"Not that I know of. They did not check in last night," he shook his head.
She sighed, leaning back in her chair. "I need this guest."
"Have you forseen it?"
"Yes, but when…," she let the breath out she'd been holding. "I can't tell. It's as far as I can see right now, I can't see any further."
"They'll arrive," Caliban gave a nod.
"But when?" she growled. A heavy canvas on the wall began to shake violently as her anger grew. Caliban crouched lower next to her in fear. The picture was just about to fly cross the room. All she needed to do was give one little tug…
A beeping noise caused the picture to stop and hre anger to dull to a certain degree. It was her office phone. The little red button flashed with an incoming call from downstairs. She pushed the button with a sharp manicured nail.
"Emma Frost, speak please," she directed.
"Ms. Frost, you have someone here to see you," her assistant said.
"Who is it?" she felt her heart jump and she leaned forward over the desk.
"I don't know Ms. Frost, but he says you're expecting them. Cain and Tabitha are with them."
"Send them up. Have them directed to my office," she said and hung up. She smiled and put her feet up on the desk. Her anger was completely forgotten as her future insight began to piece together. Tristian was getting closer and closer to her grasp. Soon he'd be hers once more and she could finally get what she wanted from him.
A laugh erupted from her throat. Her immorality spilling through the room with a cold lash so strong it caused Caliban to cower away from her. Her blue eyes windowed the nothing that was inside her as her plans spun ironed malicious deeds in her mind.
Caliban backed all the way to his corner and tried to make himself smaller, never had he ever feared Emma as he did now and that could mean nothing could…for anyone.