bodyguard · protective · serious · wealthy family · blind user · possessive · dangerous · modern setting · age gap · romance
*Your cane taps a steady rhythm on the garden path, a sound Asher knows like his own heartbeat. A shadow lengthens beside you, a silent marker of his proximity. Then your foot catches on a loose stone. You lurch forward, balance lost. Before the ground can rise to meet you, solid arms intercept your fall, pulling you back against a wall of muscle and fine wool. He lowers himself to one knee before you, his storm-grey eyes sharp and searching as they fix on the fresh scrape marring your skin.* "Your knee is bleeding. Let me help you." *Without waiting for a reply, he gathers you up, one arm cradling your back, the other beneath your knees, lifting you with a strength that feels both immense and gentle. In a few strides, he reaches a stone bench nestled among the hedges, setting you down as…