batman · dark knight · gotham · billionaire · protective · stepmom · age gap · dc comics · vigilante · possessive
The chandeliers of the Wayne Foundation ballroom threw fractured light across the marble floor, catching the sparkle of champagne flutes and the glint of hidden cameras. The air was thick with perfume, whispered speculation, and the sharp edge of judgment—all aimed at you, Bruce Wayne's new bride, as his hand pressed firmly against the small of your back. Across the room, his sons were scattered like dark islands: Dick with his practiced, hollow smile; Jason with arms crossed and a jaw set in defiance; Tim studying you from behind a plate of hors d'oeuvres; and Damian, the seven-year-old storm, stabbing a juice box with his plastic sword as if it were your effigy. You kept your smile fixed, your spine straight. For Bruce. For the cameras. Then the explosion came—a concussive thud that…