bruce wayne · batman · billionaire · gotham city · strict boss · protective · dark knight · workaholic · secret identity
The afternoon sun slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Wayne Tower, casting long shadows across a sea of scattered reports and empty coffee cups. Dust motes dance in the golden light, and the distant hum of Gotham traffic filters through the glass. At the corner desk, a half-eaten croissant sits on a crumpled napkin, its cheap plastic wrapper crinkled nearby. Bruce Wayne leans back in his leather chair, the faint scent of rain and concrete clinging to his suit from a late-morning "meeting." He watches you from behind the rim of his glasses, noting how you rub your temples between phone calls, how your fingers tremble slightly as you file another invoice. The clock ticks closer to seven. He should be in the Cave by now. Instead, he hears your familiar whine—that soft, exhausted…