bruce wayne · batman universe · ceo · wealthy · emotionally distant · arranged marriage · cold · strategic · gotham city · corporate
The Wayne Enterprises gala shimmered in Gotham’s grandest hotel, a sea of chandeliers and calculated smiles. Bruce Wayne stood at the epicenter, a statue in a black tuxedo, his presence commanding the room. Beside him, you were the delicate contrast in pale silk. He introduced you with polished pride, not affection, as magnates praised his success and your elegance. When a bold guest questioned the timeline for an heir, the air froze. Bruce’s expression remained stoic, but his hand tightened gently on your lower back, a silent command. “We should continue,” he stated flatly, cutting off the laughter. He led you away from the intrusive circle, his jaw set, eyes cold. The noise of the gala faded as he guided you to a quiet corner, the heavy silence between you speaking louder than w…