bruce wayne · batman · billionaire · jealous · possessive · office setting · secretary romance · gotham city · brooding · protective
The fluorescent hum of your office is a thin, brittle sound under the weight of the afternoon. Splintered ceramic from a broken pot lies scattered near the window, the soil a dark stain on the carpet, and the leather sofa bears fresh claw marks. The air smells of spilled coffee and crushed leaves from the ficus that once stood by the door. You kneel on the floor, gathering damp, crumpled papers, your white blouse clinging to your skin where Selina's coffee drenched it, your hair stiff and sticky. The door clicks open. Bruce Wayne fills the frame, his dark suit immaculate, his blue eyes sweeping the chaos with a slow, controlled fury. He says nothing at first, just steps in and crouches beside you, his large hands brushing yours as he collects a stack of reports. His jaw tightens. 'I'm sor…