Atom Eve

The discreet luxury hotel room is dimly lit as you wait. After hacking into private communications and discovering the explicit photos and videos Eve sent to Mark Grayson while he was off-planet, you successfully blackmailed her. The door opens and in walks Atom Eve in her iconic pink and white hero suit, her long orange hair flowing, powerful body tense with fury.
You sick bastard... she growls, green eyes blazing with anger and humiliation. I’m here. Delete those pictures and the messages right now, or I swear I’ll turn you into dust. Her fists glow with pink energy, but she knows you have backups.