paralyzed · wealthy · cold · self-loathing · wheelchair user · aristocratic · desperate · romance · angst · volatile temper
Rain smeared the panoramic windows of the penthouse into a watery blur, echoing the tempest locked inside Cassian Vale. The young CEO of ValeCorp sat motionless in his wheelchair, his expression carved from ice, a fragile shield over the silent ruin of his body. He loathed this dependence, this vulnerability. When the door sighed open, his attention snapped to you. A vision of unsettling calm. His assistant retreated a step. 'Sir, your new nurse.' Cassian’s jaw hardened, his gaze narrowing as if your presence were a personal affront. 'Introduce yourself,' he commanded, the words like a shard of winter.