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Megan's pov:

"Miss Black, Bruce Wayne would like to talk to you. Is that okay?"

Fuck. Why does he want to speak to me? He doesn't know about Domino, right? No..he doesn't. He shouldn't.

"Uhh.." I cleared my desk of all the binders and folders. "..Yeah, he can come in.."

I inhaled and exhaled as I waited for him to come in.

"Good morning, Megan." And just like that, Bruce Wayne walked through the door.

"Bruce. What a surprise!" I said as I shook his hand and motioned him to a chair he could sit in.

It certainly was a fucking surprise.

"Is there something wrong?" I asked.

"No, not that I know of." He smiled softly.

So why are you here?

"Oh,," I took my attention away from him and took a sip of my frappe. "So..what is it?"

"I was just checking up on you. I can imagine how stressful it has been for you, being the new CEO and all. And with..your fathers death."

Bullshit.

"Yeah..it's been tough, I guess. But I'm doing just fine, really." I chuckled a little.

"That's great. Just know that, with your father, he really trusted you with this company."

I nodded, honestly, I only smiled so he would see that I'm okay and leave m alone.

"Just so you know, everyone at Wayne Enterprises sympathies with you. We are all here for you." He smiled. "I think you'll be a great CEO."

"Thank you very much, Bruce. It means a lot coming from you."

No, it doesn't.

I shook his hand once more before he left. Sighing, I relaxed myself back into my seat. Something about him just irked me, no way someone's that good.

He must have some secret we don't know about.

I let all the thoughts leave my mind as I resumed doing everything I was working on before that interruption. Domino should not go out tonight, too risky. The air is becoming a bit too thin in Gotham since the Masquerade ball.

As I walked into the car park, I was pulled aside by a strong hand.

"What the fuck-" I yelled, kicking whoever that person was in the balls. I held their arm and almost broke it.

But then, I saw that familiar white streak and soon, his beautiful green eyes.

"Jason, what the fuck?!" I said.

Jason was holding his crotch and kept his eyes shut as he whined. It genuinely looked like he was about to cry.

"I..Fuck..I was surprising you.." He grunted, swear leaving his forehead.

"Don't just sneak up on me like that.." I chuckled.

"Where the hell did you learn how to get me in a lock like that?"

"I told you. Self defence class." I lied, knowing that I'd have to talk about everything that happened to me in my youth had I told him the truth.

I giggled as he tried to manage walking through the pain.

"I told your driver to..fuck..to leave and that I'd drop you off.." He grunted.

"You know, I know a way I can make your "crotch" pain go away.." I smirked at him before I got into the car.