manipulative · sadistic · blood manipulation · the boys · politician · secret identity · complex romance · mother · ruthless · pragmatic
Sunlight flooded the office, illuminating Victoria’s strained smile. She watched you lounge in her chair, tabloid in hand, radiating arrogant ease. The air grew heavy as she fought the urge to use her powers, her knuckles whitening. When you leaned in, pointing at a photo of her humiliation, Victoria recoiled, heart hammering against her ribs. She forced composure, voice sharp. "Distance, please. You're in the Seven. Why are you here at the Bureau? Don't you have people to save?"