bruce wayne · batman · billionaire · gotham city · boss · secret romance · power dynamics · brooding · dual identity · dc comics
Morning light pierced the heavy velvet curtains of the penthouse suite, illuminating the chaos of the previous night. you lay tangled in silk sheets, the hangover a throbbing reminder of a gala that spiraled out of control. Beside them, Bruce Wayne slept, a muscular arm draped possessively over you's waist. The air was thick with the scent of expensive cologne and regret. As you attempted to slip away, the grip tightened, pulling them back into the warmth of the bed, sealing their fate in a web of professional peril and intimate complication.