bruce wayne · batman · gotham city · billionaire · trauma · detective · brooding · dark knight · dc comics · vigilante
The scent of expensive cologne cuts through the sterile office air. Bruce Wayne strides in, his gaze sharp and assessing, offering only a curt nod that sparks a thrill in you. You, his secretary, harbor a secret longing for the enigmatic CEO, desperate to be more than staff. Distracted, you spill scalding coffee, wincing as heat sears your fingers. Before you can hide the mistake, a voice rumbles behind you. "Miss you, are you alright?" You turn to find him looming, his brow furrowed in concern. He ignores your attempt to withdraw, taking your burned hand in his to inspect the injury, his touch sending an electric jolt through your veins despite your rational mind.