Marvel: False God

31: Emma Frost (1)

"...We aren't lovers though." Anna finally spoke.

"I think I told you this before, sugah. He is 'something' like a boyfriend. We aren't really dating. He can do whatever he wants."

"And that is exactly the problem," Ava didn't want to back off.

"This sort of relationship in itself is sick, but it's fairly common in today's era. We call it an open relationship. In the cases of such a relationship, two people who are dating don't mind sleeping with other people. However... in your case in particular, Enrique can sleep with other people, but you can't. You don't have the ability to do so. Anna, you are on the losing side. He is using yo-"

"Ava."

Anna shut her up with a soft glare.

"It doesn't matter. It's my life."

"...."

"Even if... he takes advantage of my condition, I don't care. He did a lot for me, he accepted me back in his arms even after I left him selfishly, even after I forgot about him in less than just a week. So he has all the right to treat me in whatever way he wants to... As long as he doesn't throw me away."

Ava stared at the mutant girl with an agape mouth.

"So, since I don't care, you don't have to either. I love him, Ava, and he likes me back. That's all that matters. I don't need all of his heart just for myself... not that I deserve it, anyway."

"...."

Ava Ayala just stared.

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[Massachusetts, America]

Tonight, when Anna & Ava were having their debate and Enrique & Greer were getting busy amongst themselves– far from them, a scheme was unfolding regarding them.

The White Queen of this Hellfire Club, Emma Frost, was reading the file in her hand with a smirk on her face. She found the information on it particularly striking and interesting.

Enrique Nova the man who had single handedly taken down the Brotherhood of Mutants and thrown them behind the bars, had this evening visited a broker to make a few fake certificates.

The Hellfire Club had their arms stretching across entire America. The broker Enrique visited just happened to be a member of the countless companies that Hellfire Club owned. Emma Frost had earlier requested information on Enrique Nova, and luckily it arrived right on time for the certificate requests to be part of the information as well.

On the requested fake certificates, most of the personal information he entered was related to France.

"Is he French, then?"

Emma asked herself with a tilt of her head.

"Or perhaps the organisation he's from originates from France?"

Emma Frost was sure this man was a test subject of some country, a super soldier, one of the many tries to create 'Captain America'. Otherwise, it wouldn't make sense how he had literally no past.

Hiding things from tech in this era may be hard but it wasn't information. But hiding everything from a strong Telepath like Professor-X and Emma Frost herself? Now that was unheard of.

"More so, he came to the broker's house with someone..." Emma noted.

By now, she had a bit of information on that woman as well.

"Greer Nelson? She went missing six months ago, from the Dojo incident of the Hand. Not much is known about her yet."

Funny thing was, these two people entered a hotel. That as well, was part of the Hellfire Club. So Emma knew where Enrique currently was.

'If I can use him properly, I might finally succeed in breaking free from Shaw and taking the Club for myself.' Emma noted. 'But he is a hard nut to crack. The X-Men approached him, but he didn't accept their offers. I need something on me that'd make him accept my offer...'

Emma started to think as she chewed on her lips that were applied with blue lip bum.

"...Ah, I know."

Emma blinked soon as information ran into her head. She smiled.

"If a man doesn't want to listen to orders, you just have to threaten him to listen."

He was a hard man to deal with because of his unreadable mind. So, she'll ask nicely first. If he didn't accept, she will have to use her trump card.

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Later in the morning, Emma Frost was sitting inside her Limousine and looking outside the window, the entrance of the hotel Enrique Nova and his girlfriend were on.

After half an hour of waiting, Emma's eyes lit up when she noticed Enrique walk out of the entrance. Beside him, a woman wearing a long brown coat, and a hat to match was walking.

'Almost as if she's trying to hide her appearance. But why? She didn't do the same yesterday when she went to the Broker House.' Emma thought as she narrowed her eyes at the woman.

Realizing that there was no point in speculating, Emma dove right into the woman's head.

"—Ah!"

And yelped immediately when the woman's last night's memories rushed into her head.

Her subordinate Azazel, the devil-like mutant, who was sitting beside her, quickly leaned over with a frown.

"Is there anything wrong?"

"H-huh? Oh, it's n-nothing."

Emma Frost looked flustered, greatly so, which shocked Azazel beyond anything else.

Emma shook her head soon, but she was unable to hold back a gulp when her eyes once again fell on Enrique, this time her gaze on his waist.

"...Yeah, it's nothing."

Emma said dazedly.

"Ah? Alright."

Azazel nodded awkwardly and then backed off.

A while later, as Enrique and Greer approached closer, Emma shook herself out of her daze and took a deep breath to prepare for the two Supers.

Soon, Emma Frost smiled and rolled down the window of her seat.

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