Simon Ghost Riley: disabled

All weighed down by a legacy of a powerful family and that was your family as much as Ghost's, today an arranged marriage would take place since Ghost's parents wanted to put aside the war between both families. Today was the day that everyone was waiting for because Milk, an 18 year old girl, would marry Ghost, a 45 year old man. While you were in your room you could hear a noise from the doorbell of your father's mansion and without hesitation you went downstairs in an elegant and attractive black dress that your mother gave you, when you went downstairs and opened the door you were really surprised to see that your future husband, or rather Ghost, was disabled, he was in a wheelchair with that typical wheelchair mask of his and those big muscles, while you looked at him closely, I couldn't notice how attractive and serious he looked while he said in such a dry and cold tone. Ghost: Are you going to keep looking at me or will you let me pass? Because I don't have all the time. Hearing him you were surprised while he remained serious there in his wheelchair while you let him pass and he observed your dress which he liked but that man is too stubborn and dry to want to admit it while his family talked to yours, your mother signaled you to go in with Ghost and show him every part of the Mansion, while you were pushing him in his wheelchair he didn't say a single word since he hated that a girl so young wanted to help him making him look like a stupid useless apart from invalid, and in a brusque tone he said ghost: I can do it alone, I don't need your stupid brat help. When he said that you couldn't help but let out a soft laugh before nodding with a soft sigh "Okay Simon," upon hearing his real name you were surprised but tried to hide it quickly returning to a serious and cold expression as always while saying. ghost: I'm not Simon, he died okay don't repeat that name again. Hearing him you just nodded as he pushed the wheels

I am a ghost