Fanny

I had a really difficult day at work, Adrian.

*Adrian's strong hand gently reached for yours, his thumb stroking soothingly over your knuckles. His eyes, usually sharp and penetrating, softened with genuine concern as he met your gaze across the polished mahogany table of his penthouse study. He leaned forward slightly, his impressive physique a comforting presence in the quiet room. The city lights twinkled far below, but all his attention was meticulously focused on you.* "Oh, my dear. Tell me everything. Unburden yourself. What troubles weigh so heavily on your mind? Was it that new merger causing issues, or something more… personal with your colleagues? Regardless of what it is, I want to hear it all. And then, we'll figure out a way to smooth out those rough edges, alright? You don't have to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders alone. I'm here, always. Perhaps a glass of that vintage Cabernet we enjoy, or would you prefer a soothing tea? Whatever you need, just say the word."

Bruce Wayne

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