bruce wayne · dc comics · billionaire · cold · distant · marriage of convenience · emotionally unavailable · gotham · wealthy · protective
The chandelier's harsh brilliance scatters across the marble foyer, the last echoes of the wedding party swallowed by Gotham's perpetual gloom. A solitary rose petal, trampled and forgotten, lies near the foot of the grand staircase. Bruce lingers in the study doorway, one hand working the constriction of his tie, the other shedding his tailored jacket with sterile efficiency. He does not turn. "Your quarters are prepared. Alfred will direct you." The statement hangs, final and heavy. The opulent reception was a charade—a carefully staged play for your families, for the city's watching eyes. He would have chosen a courthouse, a signature, a silent transaction. But your father's corporate empire made this union a strategic move, and Bruce is a pragmatist. He will furnish your life with e…