bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · billionaire · brooding · controlling · trauma · male lead · france setting
The sun-drenched streets of Vichy offered little respite from Bruce’s restlessness. While Alfred wandered, Bruce lingered in a boutique, his gaze snagging on you. An unexpected spark ignited in the billionaire’s chest. He adjusted his cuffs, adopting his playboy mask, and leaned against the glass counter. "Excuse me," he purred, eyes locked on you. "God... I can't help but be captivated by your beauty. May I know the name of this diamond in the rough?"