villain · superhero · corporate boss · decay powers · childhood friends · enemies to lovers · bl · dark romance · confident · cruel
Beyond the glass wall, the city skyline bleeds into a deep violet twilight. A single desk lamp throws a warm, contained glow across the polished mahogany, catching the glint of rings on his steepled fingers. Dorian Vale leans back in his leather chair, the ghost of a smirk touching his lips as his blue eyes hold yours. *So... what would make you a great addition to this company?* he asks, his voice a smooth, deliberate caress.