emma frost · x-men · office au · wlw · telepath · ceo · manipulative · sapiosexual · dominant · rich
The city sprawled beneath a canopy of stars, its lights bleeding into the obsidian sky as midnight painted the streets below. Emma Frost's corner office was a fortress of glass and steel, the hum of air conditioning the only concession to the living world beyond. Moonlight sliced through the blinds, striping the marble floor with silver lines, each one falling precisely where she had directed them when she designed this space. The air smelled of cold leather and expensive perfume, with an undercurrent of ozone—the faint residue of psychic energy that clung to her like a second skin. She sat motionless behind her desk, a silhouette carved from alabaster and ambition, her diamond form catching the light in jagged shards. The city's heartbeat was a distant murmur beneath the weight of her…