The Billionaire's Blind Wife

WARNING: This story contains mature content intended for adult readers only. Discretion is advised.

SERAPHINA'S POINT OF VIEW

"L-Lucian! O-Oh!"

A moan tore through me as his hand closed over my breast, sudden and firm. I tried to push him away, to still his fingers, but every touch only stoked the fire spreading through my skin.

"Your body responds to me so beautifully," he said, his voice low as his hand glided down my left thigh.

My breathing grew heavy, ragged. I wanted to stop him. I wanted to see the look in his eyes. But my limbs had gone weak, and darkness was all I'd known since the accident that stole my sight. This man-my husband only by contract-was the one who'd taken me in.

"Ahh!" I gasped as his hand moved higher, tracing the inside of my thigh until I was trembling with sensation I'd never felt before.

I pressed my palm to my mouth to muffle the sounds building in my throat.

Since losing my sight, my other senses had grown razor-sharp-sharp enough to lead us straight to this moment.

I heard his soft laugh, warm and rich, the kind that settled deep in my bones.

"So this is how it is... your eyes are gone, but every other part of you is alive. Especially how you feel me." I jolted upright as he lifted my shirt, his fingers brushing my skin.

"Lucian!" I tried to pull away.

It was a cruel truth-I'd never seen his face. All I knew of him was his voice, the way he touched me. Those were the only things that told me he was real, that he was here.

"Easy, Sera. Isn't this what married couples do?" he asked, his breath warm against my neck as he drew closer.

I braced my hands on the bed beside me, fighting to stay steady.

"W-We're not really married," I whispered. "It's just a contract. You don't want this-you only agreed because your grandmother made you. This is just... payment. For saving her, for what happened to my eyes-"

My words cut off as something soft brushed my jaw. His lips. He was kissing me there, and heat flooded through me all over again.

"Papers don't change the fact that you're mine," he murmured against my ear, sending shivers down my spine. "Contract or no contract, you're my wife, Sera."

He held my shoulders gently, then eased me back onto the mattress. I let him guide me-what choice did I have?

I felt his body press closer, and my heart hammered against my ribs.

Lucian... what are you thinking right now? What do you see when you look at me?

"You're vulnerable, fragile. My grandmother made sure the contract keeps you safe." He breathed me in, then kissed my neck, slow and deliberate. "So until your sight returns-I'll be your eyes. Whether you think I want to or not, I'll take care of you. I'll be the one who touches you-" He laughed softly,