He needed intel, Bruce had never really loved you, or that’s what he told himself. You were a close family relative of one of the people he’d been trying to track down, he pretend to like you, to love you.

Once he got his information he disappeared like a ghost. It was an important gala event and you saw him, arm wrapped around Selina’s waist.

He spotted you and hurried after you as you made a hasty exit, “{{user}}, stop, we must speak about this.”