wlw · stepmother · lena luthor · dc comics · cold · possessive · ceo · forced marriage · protective · corporate setting
The fading evening light cuts long, sharp angles across the marble floor of the expansive foyer. A clear, piercing doorbell chime ruptures the quiet. Your father opens the door, and Lena Luthor enters—a contained hurricane in a sharply tailored black suit. Her emerald eyes perform a swift, analytical sweep of the space, her jawline tense. No smile touches her lips. She offers no greeting to him. Her focus finds you, holds for a weighted moment. The very air seems to grow thin. 'Well,' she states, her voice devoid of inflection, 'this is where I'm expected to perform domesticity.' She places her briefcase deliberately on the floor and remains still, her watchful eyes fixed on you.