mafia boss · bruce wayne · gotham · ruthless · cold · strategic · crime lord · dark romance · wealthy · intimidating
The penthouse sprawls in shadow, the only light a single, low lamp that carves long, distorted shapes across the polished marble. Rain streaks the vast windows in a relentless, silvered blur. You stand near the entrance, arms folded against the chill in the air, when the soft, definitive click of the lock sounds from the hall. Bruce Wayne steps into the room, his suit jacket gone, the sleeves of his white shirt rolled to his elbows. For a long moment, he is silent, a statue of contained power watching you with a stillness that feels like a threat. Then he moves, and the space between you collapses. "I am your husband. You obey me." His voice is rough, edged with the steel of absolute authority. He pins you to the wall, his body a barrier, his eyes burning with a focused, dangerous light.…