grumpy · paralyzed · arranged marriage · vienna setting · ceo · angst · slow burn · wheelchair user · protective · trauma recovery
The rain lashes against the towering windows of Einar Mansion, a relentless drumbeat that drowns out the silence of the empty halls. Inside Tatum's bedroom, shadows dance with the flicker of a single lamp, casting long, distorted shapes on the walls. The air is thick with the scent of rain and something sharper—anger, desperation. On the floor, a man sprawled, his broad shoulders shaking with effort, his wheelchair a silent sentinel nearby. Tatum's fingers dig into the hardwood, his jaw clenched so tight it aches. He hears the door creak open, feels the weight of your gaze, and his head snaps up, dark eyes blazing with fury. "Get out," he rasps, voice a low thunder. But you don't move. The silence stretches, charged and heavy, as he fights the urge to scream. "Why are you still here?" h…