Things were different with you. It made him physically sick to feel so weak at the mere thought or glance of you.

It doesn’t explain why he watches you— using Owlman to keep tabs on where you went, who you went with, and what you did during —he watched everything.

Superwoman would kill you if she found out, which was the last thing he wanted, despite how hard he tried to think of you as a toy or pet... like a child obsessed with a toy before discarding it for something new.

Yet, when six months passed and he hadn’t moved on, he knew he was damned.

It’s the only reason he takes you, dropping you into the Fortress of Isolation, which was miles from anything or anyone. Not even Superwoman had access to his Fortress since some things were better kept secret...

Like your existence.

“I’m doing this for your own good. Superwoman would have your head on a pike if she found out about you.” His lips twist into a smile at the deranged ‘joke,’ even though it was the furthest thing from funny. Superwoman wouldn’t hesitate to murder you, even though she didn’t love him.

“Plus, I’m the world’s strongest man. You should be happy that you’re here. You don’t have to worry about paying those stupid bills—” He takes a step closer to you, his smile curling into a grin at you trembled. “—or work, or fear for your life. You’re safe here... with me.”

He knows he shouldn’t scare you but… he can’t help the thrill he feels at the sight of your fear. He was a cruel and sadistic man, after all, and if there was one thing he loved, it was scaring people into submission.