Marvel: Mr. President

Hector was able to overcome his lust by thinking from his head, not his dick. ~Why would such a beautiful woman want to sleep with me? An old man?~

Although his body was as good as of a muscular 40-year-old man with just a few age lines on his handsome face. His hell's status also had a slight secret effect on people, making him appear better. But it was a simple answer, she wasn't doing this because she wanted to get smashed by him, but because he was the President and could get things done for her.

*ACK...* She started to choke, "M-Mr Pres-sident... I-I... didn't mean anything bad..."

He pressed harder, "I will count to 10, if you do not tell me the truth, I will kill you. Don't think it's not easy for me to get rid of all the evidence." He warned her, his angry aura radiating.

Whitney Frost was turning paler and soon light blue, she could not breathe, her eyes were going softer, nearly getting closed. Fear took over her, she was naked right now, in her most vulnerable state, and being in a life-threatening situation made her feel more panicked.

All she could see was the grim threatening face of Hector, looking down on her like she was the lowest scum on earth, and it truly made her tears fall down. Hector King Washington was known to be the most honourable man, and being seen like this by him was the lowest for even her.

"I-I... I am sorry, *sniff*" She started bawling all of a sudden. Old Hector panicked, he didn't mean to make the woman cry, he quickly put her down, disrobed himself and put his red coat on her shoulder, covering her body. Then he went to the kitchen, poured a glass of water and gave it to her.

"Drink this and tell me everything that's in your little heart, Miss Frost," he advised her. At the same time, he kept himself from calling her child out of the habit of calling everyone not with white hair that, because he was attracted to her not long ago.

He helped her sit on the couch and increased the heating in the room. Crying, she spoke in a breaking voice, "I... my only crime is being born a woman. I am just a tool for sex, my body is my only worth."

"What are you saying? Why are you saying this?"

"When I was young, I was good at science, fixing things, but my mother used her body to live with a rich man, who provided us with money and a home in exchange for sex. I was rejected by the University of Oklahoma just because I was a woman. But I was still pretty, so I was scouted by a man in California for either modelling or acting in return for sexual favours. I agreed, for my mother taught me that. I also changed my name from Agnes Cully to Whitney Frost. (A/N: This was the 1920s.)

"I slowly climbed the ladder and married my current husband, who's rich and powerful, who like all men, lusts after my body. In return for sexual favours, I get to use his company, Isodyne Energy. The world only sees me as a pretty face, but I have also helped the Allies.

"It was I who had the idea to rotate the frequencies used by the Allies to send coded messages across enemy lines. I made Isodyne Energy prominent with my patented inventions." She told him everything about herself, from her childhood to now.

Hector's view of her changed completely, as she turned out to be a genius inventor. Now he just saw her as a poor little anxious girl, he sounded softer, "And why did you decide to do this to me?"

She had gathered herself by now and didn't cry, "I also designed and patented a reactor that could theoretically generate a thousand times more power than a fast-neutron reactor. But then a powerful substance was discovered, I named the substance Zero Matter. I believed that Zero Matter could be used to push humanity to higher levels of advancement.

"But they have rejected my project, stopped funding it, taken all my research from me and are going to throw it all away. They think it's a waste, but I know, my Zero Matter can change the world. This is why I came to you, wanting to use your feelings to get help."

Hector meanwhile came to remember, ~Dark Matter? Hmm... Darkforce? Isn't it a negative interdimensional force?~

"Who stopped the funding? The Council of Nine?" He asked her all of a sudden, shocking her to no end.

"Y-You know them?" She asked back.

Snorting, Hector got up to pour himself a drink, "Of course, they are on my hitlist. They caused the Great Depression. Miss Frost, you could have just come to me to ask for help instead of taking this path. But I am afraid I can not help you, for Dark Matter is interdimensional energy, called Darkforce, it's evil and negative. If you touch it, you will die. Allied and Axis soldiers have come across this black air in Europe, it's an anomaly that kills all who touch it.

"It's not the Dark Matter you think it is, the Dark Matter you are looking for is real, it is the invisible building block of our universe. But what you're calling Dark Matter is nothing but a strange interdimensional force of destruction. If you want, I can hire you into my company and let you research true Dark Energy in space, but if you want to research this thing, I won't help."

Hector was, in fact, going to destroy this Darkforce now, as it was negative and borderline occult evil. Whitney Frost, though, was not satisfied with it, "How can you know about it so much?"

"Haha, girl, I am more than three times your age, all my life I have served in high positions of power, I know too many things that the world thinks are impossible. For starters, Aliens are real, they are supremely more advanced than us and not all of them are kind, in fact, most of them are bad. The only reason we're still safe is that Earth exists in a deserted sector of the Universe.

"So, it's all on you. Do you want to waste your life on some useless energy, or research something useful that will help the world?" Hector said, he purposefully revealed all this to her because curiosity was the mother of invention.

"Can you prove it? And what do you want in return if not my body?" She inquired, not really accepting his revelations. ~Seriously? Aliens?~ she thought. But there was still a small voice in her head, ~What if they are real?~

*WHISTLE*

*BOOM*

As soon as he whistled, the door was slammed open and Moony barged in, "Son, cheer this lady up."

"Miss Frost, just forget about the sex and your body, no one in this world shall ever use you for their lust. You are free from now to pursue studies under my protection, of course, if you do anything evil, I will not forgive you. I cannot prove aliens, for now, they are state secret, but I can prove that Dark Matter you found is fake.

"In return, all I want is your help in destroying the Council of Nine and then taking over all their assets. You are a science genius, I will treat you like one, your gender means nothing to me." He revealed his demands. There was no free meal, after all.

*WOOF* Moony wagged his tail and walked close to the woman. All of a sudden she jumped and hugged the white furball and cried her eyes out. All her life she dreamt of hearing these words, now when it finally happened, she felt overwhelmed.

No one could think how much of a hell she has been through to get to where she was, the sense of powerlessness never left her, until now. The safety umbrella provided by the President had already started to work on her psyche.

"I... I will do anything you ask of me, sir. ANYTHING!" She firmly stated, a small hint of fanaticism appearing in her eyes.

Hector nodded and patted her head, she closed her eyes, feeling the warmth of Hector's genuine unadulterated good intentions, something new to her, "Good girl, if you want to divorce your husband, do it, I will pressure some people to allow you to get half of his assets. He's already dead meat anyway for being associated with the council.

"Meanwhile, I want you to invite the Council Men to my office in the White House."

"I will, sir. T-thank you... you're really like what I expected you to be. An upright old man with morals and a sense of justice. You truly are... America's Father," she said what was in her heart.

Hector felt giddy in his stomach, it made him happy, laughing, he ruffled her hair, "Bwahaha... you're way too good with words, little one. Now, fix your makeup and return to the party later. Also, Congratulations on your new life. Make the best of it."

"I will, sir." She bowed her head with respect.

*Whistle,*

Moony followed him as they left and closed the door. "OH!" Whitney Frost just realised she was still wearing Hector's coat, she took it off, feeling the weight behind every medal on it was too much for her. She couldn't help but curse herself, "Eeeek... STUPID! STUPID! STUPID Whitney, how could I even think of corrupting him? He's a perfect man, with no flaws."

Sadly, it was her personal opinion, Hector himself knew there were many flaws in him.

[A/N: The background of Whitney Frost I wrote was real, I didn't make it up.]

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