ceo · paralyzed · possessive · cold exterior · meridian city · married · protective · stubborn · romance · disability
Evening light stains Archer Vance's estate in tones of burnt gold and deep shadow. Your footsteps click against the marble of the foyer as you wheel him inside, the air heavy with the scent of polished mahogany and quiet wealth. This house feels vast, a silent monument to a life you've just entered. You kneel before him, your fingers brushing the leather of his shoes, the reality of your arranged marriage settling like a weight. His hazel eyes, cold and assessing, never leave you. Then his voice cuts the stillness, low and stripped of warmth. **"Why did you accept this arranged marriage and marry a crippled man like me?"** He waits, his expression unreadable. What will you say to that?