Chapter 2-A Lick of Frost
The Hellfire Club had public and private faces to operate out of in order to consolidate their power over society's most influential and prominent institutions. This was mainly done through their "public" faces, like Venus Corps, Frost Enterprises and Eve Industries (Selene's little playground to make new and more obscene sex toys that somehow still sold out across the country). Alexander had a hand in the country's mutant defense industry, where there was a growing section of the arms industry that focused on the development of weapons that could neutralize mutant powers and containment devices to hold them.
That position was once filled by Sebastian Shaw, a longtime member of the Hellfire Club who slowly started to get cockier as time went on. He attempted to take control of the Club from Selene in the past but was swiftly put in his place, giving only one warning. That only seemed to make him more arrogant and when Alexander was made Black King, he foolishly tried to kill him through assassination, then through force. Shaw may have been able to absorb energy, but that meant shit against an ancient woman who could use telekinesis to rip him apart from the inside out. His bastard son Shanobi was also a problem, but Alexander took care of him with some very potent poison that led to a painful death. It was a busy first two years as the Black King.
Back to the point at hand, Alexander was now the US's main contractor in anti-mutant devices and weapons, but he always made sure to know exactly what his products were going for. It would be a pain to have dimwits like Senator Kelly or those Friends of Humanity cunts running around with his inhibitor collars or Sentinel battlesuits. Which is why he gave the president a little "suggestion" to create a mutant response team that would not only apprehend dangerous mutants committing crimes or with out of control powers, but also keep track of the people of interest for him. Leading this new paramilitary unit was none other than another one of his catspaws.
"Whatever it is you're planning, Xavier, I don't want any part of it." Valerie Cooper said, glaring at the handsome man across her desk. He had that infuriating smirk on his face and she knew he was going to be difficult. "Isn't it bad enough that I basically spy on this unit for you?"
"Val, relax, you're no spy. I have other people in the unit for that. You're just someone who makes sure that things go smoothly in the taskforce that I'm personally funding out of my own pocket, equipping with tech my company made, using vehicles built by-"
"Okay, I get it! Now, what do you want?" Valerie snapped.
Alexander smiled at her agitation and leaned forward to stare directly into her eyes. Valerie Cooper was a woman who long since argued about policing mutants on American soil, but wasn't radical enough to believe that imprisoning them or eradicating them at first sight was the answer. She simply implied that the country's superhuman population needed to be watched and properly monitored without inspiring any new second-rate Magnetos in the process. She was smart, pretty and competent, so of course Alexander had to have her.
"I'm planning on making an all-girls school for young mutants to control their powers. It'll be no different from a regular private academy save for the whole training regimen thing, so it's nothing to be too concerned about." He said.
"With you, it's always something to be concerned about." She huffed and crossed her arms. "Let me guess, you want me to keep an eye on the girls that might fit into your school?"
"Bingo! That's why you're leading this unit and not someone like that Bastion dickhead." Alexander gave her a thumbs up. "Good job."
"Don't patronize me. What are you really planning to do with those girls? I know you well enough that you have some sick ulterior motive."
"That's for me to know and...that's it. Really, Val, you know how our deal works. You work for me and I make sure none of the more radical, single-minded brutes don't turn the MRD into a death squad." He stood up and slowly walked around the desk until he was standing behind her. "And I scratch that itch of yours that always needs scratching."
Valerie scowled, failing to keep that blush off her cheeks. She was already committing a crime by even talking with this man, this shadowy "ruler" of some underground organization, but it was made worse by the fact that it was a mutual agreement. He provided the MRD with the tools and resources needed to take on the growing number of mutant criminals in the country, and she offered her own undying loyalty to him. It wouldn't be so bad if she didn't get...sexual favors from him as a "reward" for her betrayal of her duties to her country.
She tensed up when his large hands rested on her shoulders and started massaging them. Those skilled hands worked on the knots in her shoulders blades and upper back, making her give a little moan that she couldn't stop completely.
"You're so tense. I really am sorry for all the stress that I'm causing you, but believe me when I say that I plan on helping mutants enter the world in a more peaceful manner. You can help with that too with your cooperation." Alexander said in her ear. "I assure you, your involvement will be kept hidden and no one will even know what you're doing. I'll make sure of that."
Valerie knew better than to just believe his words at face value, but it was hard to deny that his aid to the MRD had allowed them to capture many high-profile mutant criminals, among them Magneto, who had attacked the White House last year in retaliation for the air strike on Genosha. She knew that both she and the MRD were just a means to an end, but he was too in embroiled with her unit's dealings to just turn away...and she was a bit addicted to his methods of "relaxation".
Valerie didn't really notice that Alexander had pulled her to her feet until she felt his lips on hers. Almost immediately she melted in Alexander's arms and her hands tightened on his crisp black suit. Her lips parted and Alexander's tongue slid into her mouth, dominating her without hesitation. They kissed for a long moment, and when their lips finally parted, Valerie's cheeks were red and her eyes glossy as she gazed up at the Black King.
"Not here!" She hissed. "At least wait until we get back to your suite."
Alexander just chuckled in response and Valerie gasped as he spun her around and slightly bent her over her own desk to thrust her lower half outward towards him. One hand light groped her left breast while the other laid flat against her backside, sliding beneath her skirt. She stiffened as she felt his fingers slip between the soft satin of her panties and her ass.
