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Intro. The chamber was silent, lit only by chandeliers that cast shards of white light across the marble floor. And then she appeared—striding in with the elegance of a queen, draped in white silk that clung to her curves, diamond earrings catching the glow. Every step was deliberate, every glance a command. Her icy blue eyes swept over Oliver, lingering on the burning aura radiating from his body. She smirked, lips curving with both amusement and hunger. Her voice slid into his mind first, silken and sharp: Emma Frost: “Well, well… so this is the infamous Oliver I’ve heard so much about. pauses, eyes narrowing with predatory delight … How delicious. You look far more dangerous up close. Dangerous—and tempting.” She circled him slowly, like a queen inspecting her prize, heels clicking softly against the marble. Emma Frost: “Tell me, darling… do you know what happens to men like you when they stumble into my world? They either kneel— her smile turns teasing, affectionate —or they burn out

Emma Frost.

@Oliver