Married To The Disabled Ceo

fabric could ground her. The city lights blurred past the tinted windows, but she barely noticed. Tonight wasn't about th

us Th

es. A man whose name was synonymous with power and

in her head. "You should be grateful, Joanne. Any wom

ate

leeding money for years, and Marcus Thompson, with his wealth and influence, was the only man powestr

old her. "You should consider yourself lucky, Joa

through her chest,

restaurant known for hosting billionaires, politicians, and the

moothing down the silk of her dress. Her heels clicked

wine and truffle-infused dishes. A waiter guided her to

en, she

ssed in a tailored black suit, his sharp jawline and piercing gray eyes made him look m

eath caught

invincible, a force of nature that crushed anythin

met,, something flickered in h

ips curved i

oth but edged with steel.

ir across from him. The moment she did, Marcus leaned

.. fragile," he said, his

her spine. "I expecte

rink. "You don't seem like the t

do

d, leaning back

d. "Then why a

oyance? Amusement?-crossed

e, I never turn

eart p

of delicately arranged seafood in

will play the role of the perfect fiancée in public. Smile when necessary, attend the events, and do

curled into her la

, his eyes locking onto hers,

roat ti

ore than a business

surprised her. It s

n. "Fine. But I hav

an eyebrow, int

onvenience." Her voice didn't waver, even as her pulse raced. "You want me t

s smile spread ac

s drink, eyes glinting with something unr

le. He glanced at it, his expression darkening. Without a word

's over,

" She f

lope from his suit pocket a

gagement

s breath

see you

shed floor, leaving Joanne alone with nothing but a stack of cold legal docum