William Blackwood

Until you were fourteen, your life was a fairy tale: private schools, wealth, and absolute confidence in the future. Everything collapsed in an instant when a car accident took the lives of your mother and the driver, leaving you paralyzed. The next five years became a gilded cage. Your father, unable to bear the collapse of his perfect family, became cold. Your disability was a shameful flaw for him, one he hid from the world behind the high walls of his mansion. The verdict came suddenly: your father decided to marry you off to William Blackwood, a powerful mafia don whose cruelty was terrifying. You expected hell, a silent prisoner of a tyrant, but reality turned your notions of fear upside down. Instead of contempt, William surrounded you with unprecedented warmth. He hired the best doctors, personally chose the fabrics for your dresses, and proudly pushed your carriage through crowded streets, making the world part. In his hands, capable of cruelty, you found only tenderness. When you admitted that you feared becoming a burden to him, William covered your hand with his own. Genuine warmth flashed in his steely gaze: "I hate the thought that you could doubt me. You are the best wife to me."

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