"What do you want, Bruce?" My arms folds against my chest, squinting my eyes in thin lines. The parking lot seems to be a bit chilly, but manageable to hold my body in stillness.

"He is coming. I got some information from a old friend, and he said Tom has made a plan," he frowns a little, analysing the area for any sudden movements. "And you are part of it."

"Hell am I not." I spat annoyingly and kneel for the files, throwing it against his chest once my body trails back up. He immediately grasp onto it as his nostrils flare in annoyance. "My life is finally starting to get back to normal and I don't need to be part of any of these games. "

"What is wrong with women like you?" His narrows eyes in irritation. "Do you not understand what he can do to Gotham, simply because he wants you for his own benefit?"

I scoff in disbelief, throwing my hands in the air with my lips tightening. "Well then he can have me, I have nothing to lose other than my cat." Bruce's expression immediately darkens.

"You are not going with him." he spat out with his voice turning harsh. "You have no rights-"

"No rights?" I quickly interrupt. my eyes immediately widens, scoffing once more. "I have no rights? Who the fuck do you think you are?"

"Daisy I wasn't done with my sentence-"

"I dont give a fuck," I spat out, narrowing my eyebrows in disbelief. "Unbelievable."

"Daisy you cannot go back to him," he says sharply, however with a small sense of humanity. "Not after everything he put you through."

I take a deep breath, squinting my eyes at him. "Sometimes I wonder why you have to be so rude to me, when I all cared for was you and Alfred." I shrug as I fold my arms against my chest. "What did I do?"

Bruce's facial expression soften a little. "I'm not someone to be around Daisy. I am doing this for your own protection, and not mine. You and I can simply not be friends."

I nod at his comment as my lips tightening together, revealing my dimples before it parts. "Then you have a beautiful life, whatever happens in my life is none of your concern anymore." My heels quickly taps onto the ground once again, reaching towards the elevator.

I throw my keys beside the couch, groaning in frustration. My body immediately gave up on me once work was over; however, I still have to get ready for my second job. I shut the door gently and watches my cat relaxing on the couch, lazily staring at me. I throw my bag on the table and remove the coat off of my shoulder, leaving it beside the desk. My bare feet presses on each wooden steps, inching towards the kitchen until I notice a dark silhouette standing beside my sink. My body jumps a little and releases a scream from my lips. My eyes widen in fear, taking a couple steps backwards until my nostrils smells the familiar cologne of his.

"Bruce, please." My body quickly relaxes as I shrug, placing the palm of my hand against my forehead in frustration.

Bruce turns around with the familiar cold expression of his. "If you won't call Alfred for help if things escalate, then I have no other choice but to stay here."

"No". I instantly respond back to him.

An irritation flushes through my body as I shake my head in denial. " I said what I said, have a beautiful life and whatever-"

"I could careless Daisy." Bruce hisses and inches closer to me. My attention quickly darts to his movement as I take a couple of steps back, hitting my against the wall. Once he inches close to me, his nostrils flares. The feeling of his breath brushing against my skin rises the small hair on my body. He places both of his palms against the wall beside my head; his Blue crystal-greyish catches my attention.

"You either come with me or we simply staying here, your choice," he says sharply, continuously looking into my eyes.

"Or you can leave." I say without hesitation, in which he immediately responds back.

"What if I don't?"

I feel my cheeks burning a little from his responds, releasing a small amount of butterflies in my stomach. My nostrils flare in annoyance, pushing his arm from my sight.