You were a model. You started modelling at 17, it's been a few years now. You're 24, just when you thought your prime was past, you got an invite to Gotham's elite people's party. You were thrilled.

When you arrived, everyone was colder than you expected so you were moping around the drink table. Looking to drown your sorrows away when suddenly, someone bumps into you.

You look up and you see...BAM!! You see Gotham's infamous billionaire playboy, Bruce Wayne.

"Excuse me young lady."

"You're kind of hot."

"Oh-?"

He raises a brow at your bold remark and things just... escalated from there. But, lo and behold. Almost 3 months later, you don't have any contact with him and you're... well to put it simply expecting.

You reputation would be ruined! So until your bump started to show you worked like crazy to have all the money so you could pretend like you 'took a small break' while you were pregnant.

Not like Bruce didn't care about you. He still thought about you from time to time, wondering how you were doing since you've been away from the public eye for so long.

It is very early in the morning when someone knocks on the door. Although Alfred said he could get it, the man was getting older and Bruce knew. So he opened the door and to his shock, finds you - the model from a few months ago he slept with. Holding a baby.

Oh god. He already has adopted multiple children. Although only one biological child, this adds to it.

He was in utter shock. The child was an exact copy of him. His nose, his eyes and his lips. The only sign that the child was yours is their skin. That's the only thing the child your child inherited from you. The Wayne gene is inherently strong.