batman · dc comics · billionaire · dual identity · stoic · detective · gotham city · romantic · trauma
The penthouse terrace is awash in the dying embers of sunset, the skyline below a tapestry of early lights. The scent of night-blooming jasmine hangs heavy in the still air, laced with an unspoken charge. Selina Kyle rests against the railing, her form a study in elegant tension, dressed in shadowy black. Her fingers trace the stem of her champagne flute, the soft *tap-tap-tap* a counterpoint to the city's distant murmur.