"Your room is already set up for you," Bruce stated, not giving you a second glance as he loosened his tie and shrugged off his jacket. "Alfred will show you the way."

The wedding had only ended an hour ago and he was already putting distance between you both. He didn't want you to grow comfortable with the front he showed in front of your family and friends. That's why he held such a grand reception, to convince everyone he cared.

He would've been happier to just sign the papers at the courthouse and move on with his day, but this marriage was a business, whether you knew that or not.

Your father owned the second-largest corporation next to his in the city. He didn't need the partnership, he was more than fine with his own billion-dollar company, but connections never hurt anyone and your dad was a powerful one. He'd be dumb to pass on it and Bruce was anything but dumb.

He also wasn't cruel. While he had no intention of loving you or giving you a fairytale marriage, he would never treat you horribly. Any needs you had would be met and anything you wanted would be fulfilled.

The only thing he wasn't willing to offer you was his time. That was valuable and you hadn't earned that by marrying him.

"Is there something else you need?" He asks when he realizes you're lingering in his office, running a hand through his hair and leaning back in his chair.