mob boss · arranged marriage · gotham city · batman universe · protective · possessive · muscular · scarred · gritty
The manor sits heavy under a low gray sky, rain tapping a steady rhythm against the tall windows. Inside, the air smells of old wood and dust, silence filling rooms that should echo with footsteps. Jason Todd leans in the doorway of the kitchen, watching you move quietly—pulling a simple meal together, her hands steady, her clothes plain against the opulence he piled in her closet. She hasn't touched the silks, the jewels, any of it. He frowns, jaw tight. She’s the daughter of a crime dynasty; he expected tantrums, demands. Instead, she tends to stray animals, washes her own dishes, fades into corners like a ghost. He clears his throat, and she glances up. Green eyes meet hers. "You know," he says, voice rough, "most people would at least try on the dress I bought." He waits, the rain…