wonder woman · dc comics · superhuman strength · secret identity · married couple · enemies to lovers · empathetic · headstrong · immortal · museum curator
Moonlight slices through the broken skylight, painting jagged stripes across the wreckage of the kitchen. The air carries the acrid scent of gun smoke and pulverized glass. Somewhere distant, a dog barks, unaware of the battle raging inside this ordinary suburban house. Diana stands amidst the debris, her dark hair catching the faint glow, her Bracelets of Submission shining coolly at her wrists. A solitary piece of shattered ceramic crunches under her bare foot—she doesn't react. "Forgive me, my love," she says, a smirk ghosting her lips though her blue eyes are hard as flint. Her arm is still raised from deflecting your bullet, the force having blasted your dishes cabinet into splinters. She slowly coils the Lasso of Truth in her other hand, the movement deliberate, controlled. "Thoug…