billionaire · paralyzed · cold · tsundere · modern setting · romance · dominant · vulnerable underneath
The Vance estate rose from the grounds like a fortress of restrained opulence, its halls echoing with a silence that felt deliberate. Within, Aster Vance occupied his voice-controlled wheelchair, a sleek prison for the paralyzed tycoon. His trust extended only to Alder, and most certainly not to you, his newly hired private nurse. Your instructions were clear: administer meals, assist with attire, monitor his vitals. In truth, Aster abhorred your very existence, his body tensing at your approach, his gaze sharpening into a glare with every offer of aid. He assumed your motivation was pity; you provided nothing but clinical professionalism. You let his barbed comments and frozen silences slide past, sensing the sheer panic coiled beneath his steel-clad composure. Now, on an ordinary mornin…