Disguised Desires: A Marriage to a Disabled Billionaire

it pressed against Aria's chest. Her father's w

oved, his eyes refusing to meet hers. Three years. Three years of whispered promis

. Damon Blackwood may be a recluse, but he's wealthy beyond your imaginatio

e one after wealth, unlike her sister. All she had wanted was a chance to live freely, to be l

g me, Aria. You'll be living in a mansion, not scraping by in some shabby apartment lik

nt of self-worth she had managed to carve out despite her family's abuse,

th steel. "We talked about this. You said we'd l

he deserved more. His expression softened, and guilt flickered in his eyes. But just as quick

his feet. "I didn't know about your situ

could stop it. "Changes things? You're leaving me b

dn't answer. His sile

e it so dramatic, Aria. You should've known better than to thi

se you could, just like you've always taken everything! But I'll never be like you. You're no

wing. "Careful, little sister. You might

d had collapsed in front of her, and all that was left was r

trum of yours changes nothing. The arrangements have been made. You

e Irene, her chest heav

illed her to the bone. "Then you'll have nothing. No home, no pro

lk away, to defy them, she knew the truth. Without the Kensington name, she had no safety net. Her savings

and disappearing into the night. But then what? She'd have no resources

g her as reality closed in. She was cornered,

her break, not here, not now. If they were going to force her into this marriage, into this life she hadn't ch

quiet but filled with a steely resolv

ed, though her eyes glittered with cold

been the only outcome he had ever expected. "You'll be taken to the Blackwood

. "Oh, how exciting! I can't w

of the room, her heart pounding in her chest. She could hear their laughter

er room, her hands shaking at her sides, she whispered to herself, over a

rself to fall apart. The weight of everything that had happened crashed down on her

e she had clung to for years. And now she was being forced into a marriage with a man s

Blac

. He had been injured in a mysterious accident years ago, leaving him wheelchair-bound, but that hadn't stopped him from becoming one o

e-not her family, not Jason. But she still had herself. She sti

could control her like the rest

upcoming meeting with Damon. She felt numb, going through the motions as if in a dream. Her father barely acknowledged her, too busy with his business deal

ove toward the outskirts of the city. The Blackwood estate, she had been told, was a sprawling mansion nestled in the mountains, isolate

e, the landscape shifted from urban chaos to serene, rolling hills. The towering gates of the

massive mansion coming into view. It was even more imposing than Aria had imagined-a goth

ded in her chest as the driver opened the door for her. She stepped ou

y, revealing a tall, stern-looking man in a tailored black

is voice low and formal. "Mr.

as grand and intimidating as the exterior, with high ceilings and dar

ilence. Aria's palms were sweaty, her mind racing with a thousand ques

oak doors. The man knocked once before p