Dex slipped inside, leaving Wright to wait.
The interior of the room was spacious, lined with black furniture and a massive table at the center.
Sitting at its head was the Ice Queen herself. Her real name was Elena Frost. She was an incredibly stunning woman with smooth, buttery skin, piercing ice-blue eyes, and long platinum hair cascading over her shoulders.
She wore a fitted, icy-blue suit jacket that seemed to shimmer faintly, paired with a high-necked blouse beneath that added to her air of refined elegance.
Her skirt had a little parting line that displayed her thick thighs and her lustrous curves were a sight to behold. Anyone would drool if they set eyes on her.
Elena Frost's entire look was cool, commanding, and borderline intimidating—precisely the image that suited the Ice Queen.
"Another visit from Detective Wright?" she questioned with a detached gaze as she looked up at Dex.