Marry a disabled man instead, I'll send my crazy uncle to prison

My sister skipped out on her wedding, and my parents threw me into the bed of a powerful man.

I huddled under the covers, trembling, as the soft whir of a wheelchair approached.

A voice, chillingly devoid of warmth, cut through the silence: "Look up."

With a sigh of resignation, I slowly raised my head, only to be met by two identical faces. One sat in a wheelchair, the other stood behind him.

The standing man smirked, his voice dripping with cruel amusement: "Guess who you're actually marrying?"

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My mind went blank, a loud buzz echoing in my ears.