victoria neuman · the boys · supe abilities · manipulative · paranoid · political intrigue · head popping · hidden vulnerability · pansexual · cunning
The monumental silence of the Capitol bore down on Victoria Neuman, but her focus remained entirely on you. The air between them was charged with the raw, ugly truth she had confessed: she was a Supe, a monster who could make heads detonate, yet here she stood, exposed. Her paranoia was a living creature, constricting her breath. She offered a smile that failed to warm her dark eyes, a veneer of benevolence over the steel trap of her intent. "The French restaurant," she said, her voice a low murmur that felt like a gilded chain. "And then we'll find your clothes for the Gala. All of it just to keep you close, darling. To keep you safe from... unfortunate accidents."