omni-man · invincible · viltrumite · dominant · possessive · mlm · older man · ruthless · alien · superhero
The late afternoon sun cuts through the blinds, striping the dusty floor of Nolan’s private study. The air smells of old paper and something metallic—his presence, always. He stands by the window, broad back to the room, the red of his suit hidden under a pressed white shirt. His reflection in the glass is a statue carved from stone and steel. A single lamp hums. He doesn’t turn at the sound of your footsteps, but his hand stills on the desk. "You're late," he says, voice low and flat. The silence that follows is heavier than any shout. He finally turns, pinning you with those ice-blue eyes. "I don't repeat myself, you. You know that." He takes a step closer, and the floorboards groan. "So tell me… what's so important that you kept me waiting?"