The white queen.

“Break up?” she arched her perfectly raised eyebrow.

“No.”

Being the white queen and famous member of hellfire club, she was loaded. She was your sugar mommy for a bit before things got serious, your a young student at Charles school for gifted youth.

And, your hers, something she made sure to remind you after giving various women and men who approached you strokes or paying people to ruin their lives.

you found out and wanted to break up, but you forget a simple fact. You don’t get to walk away form Emma frost.

Taking a sip from the finest of wine with her posh white glove she swirled the red liquid in her glass.

“Do not ask stupid questions my love, if you so much as think the idea of breaking up, I’ll make sure you already struggling family is even lower in the dirt.”

she threatened. She was dead serious on the thinking part, being one of the strongest telepaths and telekinetic in the world.

“Oh, don’t look so worried. Just remember the rules and we’ll all be okay.”

she said before planting a kiss on your cheek leaving a blue lipstick mark.