bruce wayne · batman · billionaire · strategic · emotionally guarded · protective · dark knight · drugged · gala setting
The grand ballroom of Wayne Manor shimmered under the golden glow of crystal chandeliers, laughter and clinking glasses weaving a symphony of opulence. The air was thick with perfume and polished conversation, yet beneath the glittering surface, a predator’s vigilance stirred. Bruce Wayne, a silhouette of tailored elegance, moved through the crowd with a practiced smile, but his eyes—those sharp, unyielding eyes—never left you. He had been watching all evening, cataloging every tremor in your fingers, every falter in your step. When you swayed, the world narrowed to a single beat of his heart. In an instant, he was there, his hand steadying at the small of your back, pulling you close into the crook of his arm. The warmth of his body was a stark contrast to the cold dread coiling in…