Mazes Of Red

CHAPTER 14 : Big Bruce Wayne

he has a tall and statuesque figure embodying the essence of a true leader, accentuated by his perfectly tailored suit Bruce optimized elegance and refinement.

his dark blue eyes hold a sharp piercing gaze that are soft yet harsh hinting the weight of his responsibilities and the years of experiences he has had.

Jason wordlessly tugs me along with him towards the table his gaze boring into Mr Wayne.

Jason pulls out a seat 2 seats down from Mr Wayne on his right sight clearly  pre chosen for me by the place mat.

I settle in the chair and give Jason a smile one which he quickly returns back before making his way over to his seat on the other side of the table in front of me.

Bruce Wayne's eyes fell upon me making me shuffle uncomfortably my eyes darting anywhere but his.

"Lauren, it's a pleasure to finally meet you," Mr Wayne greeted, his voice carrying a tone of charm and sincerity he leans over a  hand extended towards me the  gesture full of  of warmth and genuine interest.

taken aback by the presence of the billionaire philanthropist, i shook his hand with a mixture of awe and gratitude. "Thank you, Mr. Wayne. It's an honor to be here."

he leans back in his chair his posture radiating a confident poise a smile adorned his face revealing the lines on his face showing a life well-lived a testament to the challenges he had faced and overcame.

"Jason has spoken highly of you." his  gaze shifted to Jason, a knowing glint in his eyes. "he has mentioned you quite a lot. He speaks of your wit and adventurous spirit. I'm glad you could join us tonight." his voices holds hints of amusement as he watches Jason.

i turn my gaze to the boy across from me a slight blush n my cheeks.

 he is mopping up what seems to be water from his plate and hoodie mumbling incoherent words.

little did I know Jason was seething with rage at Mr Wayne a mixture of pride and embarrassment mingled in.

Jason looks up from dabbing his shirt his cheeks turning a faint shade of red as he glares daggers at the man.

 Mr. Wayne chuckles a twinkle of amusement in his eyes. " it's clear that Jason holds you in high regard so I'm glad to meet you and  share this experience with me." he gives me a warm smile raising his glass at me.

"ttt...tthank you Mr. Wayne" I stutter out overwhelmed by the information i have my gaze on my shoes.

"Please call me Bruce" he again laughs shuddering " Mr Wayne makes me  feel old". he gives me a playful grin.

I return the smile looking at Jason to give him the smile too.

he visibly relaxes his rage dyeing down in his eyes. 

Just as the atmosphere began to ease, Alfred entered the dining hall with a silver tray, carrying an array of delectable dishes. 

The aroma of the freshly prepared food filled the air, tantalizing the senses and drawing our attention.

Alfred's voice, smooth and velvety, broke the silence. "Dinner is served, Mr. Wayne, Master Jason, and Miss Lauren."

Bruce Wayne nodded appreciatively, his eyes shining with anticipation. "Thank you, Alfred. Please, let's indulge in this feast."

Alfred, with his impeccable grace, started placing each dish on the table, carefully arranging them with meticulous precision. 

As he worked, he cast a glance in our direction, a subtle smile playing on his lips.

"Do enjoy the meal, Miss Lauren," he said kindly, his voice carrying a hint of warmth. "I've taken the liberty of preparing some of your favorite dishes. I hope they meet your expectations."

Surprised and touched by Alfred's thoughtfulness, I couldn't help but smile gratefully. "Thank you, Alfred. That's incredibly thoughtful of you."

Jason's eyes twinkled with mischief as he looked at me. "See, Alfred knows how to make you feel at home, even in this grand setting."

Alfred simply nodded, a glimmer of satisfaction in his eyes. "It is my duty and pleasure, Master Jason."

With Alfred's guidance, the three of us began to sample the meticulously crafted culinary delights. 

The flavors danced on our tongues, a symphony of tastes that melded perfectly together. As we savored each bite, the conversation flowed effortlessly, a blend of lighthearted banter and genuine connection.

In that moment, surrounded by the opulence of Wayne Manor and the warmth of newfound friendship, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the unfolding evening.

 It was a testament to the power of unexpected encounters, the weaving of lives that would forever shape our destinies.

authors note

sorry for the long update hahaha I forever feel like I'm saying this :( .

hope you enjoyed this chapter.