You Don't Own Me

ACT 4

ACT 4

The conference room was filled with the discussion about the power cores the Winters Enterprise manufactures daily. Alkove explained on how such items are made to the general, while the said man and Cassiopeia occasionally asked some questions here and there either about the product or its process of production.

From time to time, Ashe would say a few words to contribute and give her own added output about the subject before letting the conversation continue its steady flow.

Katarina though...

Currently, Katarina's settled on the chair across Cassiopeia and found at Ashe's left. Her gaze remained utterly focused on the other female situated right beside her, the intensity of her stare enough to probably melt an ordinary ice cube.

Every single time Ashe would speak, her eyes would wander to those perfectly-painted lips that looks like they're begging to be kissed until there's no tomorrow. Whenever Ashe leaned back on her chair, Katarina would trail her eyes downward and direct them to the exposed cleavage the U-shaped neckline of the beauty's dress offered.

In short, she is gawking at Ashe.

And while she's doing that, she can't help but feel like she has seen her before, especially those ice crystals called eyes. She just couldn't place it. For a moment, she thought that maybe Ashe was one of the people she had banged in the past, but she swiftly dismissed that thought.

If she had bedded Ashe in the past, then she would have remembered. Besides, she's quite sure that if she and Ashe had sex, she won't be able to settle with just one night's worth of pleasurable ecstasy.

Therefore, Ashe is now her new conquest. Well, when did she ever have a conquest? Ashe is the second person she labeled with that kind of 'honor'.

Why second?

Maybe because Katarina is still targeting the sex goddess at that special strip club. Yes, the 'Ice Queen' is her top target.

But!

That doesn't mean she can't have a little 'sideline', right?

Now that she's thinking about the Ice Queen, she couldn't help but compare Ashe to the stripper. Both of them possessed snow-colored hair, a pale complexion and a pair of lips that represented temptation at its finest. And of course, their eyes.

.....!

Katarina felt like something clicked in place within her brain.

'Those eyes!'

She brought herself back to reality and, if it was possible, increased the intensity of her gaze on Ashe, who finally decided to turn her head and look towards her directly.

Once both of their eyes met, Katarina almost sucked in a breath. Ashe raised both of her eyebrows at her, a wordless inquiry shining in her eyes. Those blues that stared back at her looked so calm and gentle, nothing like the fierce and daring ones she had looked into last night, but she couldn't help but notice how identical they are to one another.

Katarina went a tad bit rigid when Ashe moved her swivel chair closer to her, her refreshing scent hitting her full force and capturing her with its enchanting fragrance.

Ashe leaned towards her a little, not at all capturing the other three's attention. "Is there something you'd like to ask me, Miss Du Couteau?"

That voice sounded so soft yet alluring at the same time and honestly, it was taking Katarina a lot of effort not to lose her cool composure.