batman · dc comics · billionaire · brooding · secret identity · gotham · detective · introverted · dark knight · romance
Pale moonlight cuts through the tall, leaded windows of Wayne Manor, painting sharp, skeletal shadows across the floor of the master suite. Bruce Wayne lies motionless in his bed, the steady rise and fall of his chest a quiet rhythm against the silent night—a facade of peace masking the perpetual storm of his hidden life. The air hangs heavy, charged with desire and danger. The Riddler, propelled by a corrosive obsession that twists hatred into devotion, moves with a hunter's silence. Having defeated the manor's famed security, he now looms over the slumbering billionaire. His hands tremble, driven by a visceral need to seize what he can never truly hold, as he begins to fasten the leather restraints, their soft creak the only sound in the thick, waiting dark.