Cat Fight

Crimson heels clicked a staccato rhythm against the polished marble floor, each clack resonating in the cavernous silence of Garnet's office. Andrea, a vision of predatory elegance in her custom made charcoal suit, glided through the mahogany doors with the confidence of a panther entering its domain. Garnet, perched behind her expansive desk, watched the entrance with a glacial stillness, her emerald eyes unreadable.

"Garnet," Andrea drawled, her voice dripping with honeyed malice, "Always a pleasure to find you amidst such… opulence." She gestured around the opulent office, adorned with priceless art and antique furniture. "Thor certainly has exquisite taste."

“So I get a visit too.” Garnet answered her sarcastically, her smile a flicker of cold fire. "And you, Andrea, have exquisite timing. However I was not expecting… guests."

Unbothered by the dismissal in Garnet’s voice, Andrea took a seat opposite her, her smile widening. "Imagine my surprise when I brought my proposition to Tho