Workday over, time to leave. As I cleaned out my desk and stashed my notes into the drawers. I felt a small tap on my shoulder.
"Hi, I am Gillian but you can call me Gilly, I am sorry to interrupt you like this but I couldn't help but hear you asking Ms.Vale about Bruce Wayne. Anyways, I am her assistant so I hear pretty much everything." the girl said as if she was trying to tell me something. I just nodded and listened to her.
"Well, the thing is that I know Mr. Wayne, well we kind of you know, had a thing. Not a serious thing but a one-night thing." she looked down at the floor. "Well I just wanted to warn you about him, he is a serious playboy and I wouldn't want you to get your hopes up like I did you know. You expect them to call after a fancy dinner, drinking and the usual, but he never did."
I quickly interrupted her. " Oh Gilly, it's nothing like that I was just researching him for an article." I lied
"I know you are lying Y/N, I saw his butler talking to you at lunch, again sorry for being so nosy. I'm just here to warn you about what getting involved with Bruce is like. Every day is a new girl." she said sternly.
"Ok yes sorry about lying, but truthfully I am not even interested in the guy, I just accepted his dinner invite because I wanted to know more about his work and possibly land an article. I know how he is, I saw him at the gala surrounded by models, and anyways he is not my type." I said honestly. " But thank you anyway for letting me know Gilly" I smiled.
"Well, I hope you are honest, and you are welcome. Hope everything ends well. By the way, we should get to know each other more, I see you don't have many work friends, but that is for another day." She smiled and headed back to her desk.
-Moments Later-
I felt my phone buzz, it was Alfred. As soon as I hung up I headed downstairs. I saw a limo waiting for me at the front of the gazette, and Alfred was standing holding the door open. The ride was not very far away but it seemed as if the manor was a bit retired from the city.
As we got closer, I saw behind the tall grass a huge beautiful mansion appear. It seemed to be very antique and had a certain old touch to it even if it was in perfect shape. Alfred seemed to park the limo in front of the main door and held open the door for me again. I smiled at him as he let me inside the beautiful house.
The inside of the house was breathtaking. There was this long stairway leading to many more rooms, and the house was filled with light coming from an enormous chandelier. As I made my way through the house to reach the dining room, I noticed how many rooms were in this mansion, and most of them unused. Furniture covered with white sheets and books collecting dust.
Didn't surprise me, such a huge house for a single person, not all rooms were going to be used, I guess the playboy just needed the bar and the bedroom. I immediately felt guilty for judging him so quick but continued to keep that advise from Gilly in mind.
Alfred set me up in the dining room and told me he was going to be right back. Moments later I heard footsteps coming from outside the dining room.
"Alfred took you long enough, I w wa-" I said being interrupted by a strange yet familiar voice.
"Ms. Y/N, you seemed eager for Alfred to come by, should I set the dinner with him instead?" Bruce said sarcastically in a nice way.
"haha" I chuckled. "and its Y/N, you just make me feel old calling me Miss. and we are probably the same age," I said smartly.
"Well then Y/N, in that case, I am just Bruce" he answered.
"Ok Just Bruce, let's have dinner shall we," I said making fun at him without being rude.
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Different Worlds? / Batman x Reader (Under Editing)
FanficThis is a story about YOU and of course Mr. Bruce Wayne. You, a rich girl, who likes to keep it a secret, moves to Gotham to escape all the commotion of National City surrounding your father's fortune searching to be treated like any other person. ...