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Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Deep conversation.
Jacopo and I were enveloped by awkward silence on the way to the elevator and then down to the underground parking lot.We slowly made our way to his car, our recent interaction freshly playing in my mind over and over again.He was going to touch me, and I wanted him to. The sudden need had confused me to the point that I was starting to get a headache.Jacopo reached the car before I did and opened the passenger door for me. He waited until I hopped into the car and settled down before he closed the door and walked around the front of the car to make it to the driver's side.The mere sight of him holding my bag was oddly warming. It felt as if we were actually husband and wife, and not a couple of people who were forced into this marriage.He hopped into the car before he reached backward to drop my bag on the back seat.Neither of us said a word to each other as Jacopo fired up the engine and started driving out of the building, taking off into the open road for the long ride he pr
Last Updated : 2025-01-25Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. No deal.
Jacopo Nicolo....I never knew my heart had the ability to beat this fast. Ezabella's hand fit in mine perfectly, our fingers locked and intertwined as if they were made to fit each other.It amazed me how the smallest form of touching could be so intimate.I am no stranger to physical touch. Before I had made the mistake of making an alliance with the Williamsons, I had my fair share of physical touch. Heck, I was known for it, even though it was nothing to be proud of.The presence of a woman or closeness never seemed to faze me as much as Ezabella had. I would never have imagined that my bandaged heart would beat so far at the mere action of holding her hand.Did she feel the same way?Was it even possible for her to feel this way towards me?I looked down at our intertwined fingers, wanting nothing more than to take the damn leather glove off so I could feel her on my skin. But I wouldn't dare. Never.It was bad enough that I'd crossed the line that I had drawn between us,
Last Updated : 2025-01-26Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. The file.
Ezabella Viper...The drive back to the apartment was filled with a comfortable silence. My right hand was tingling the entire time, missing the feel of Jacopo's hand around it.Even after we joined the busy traffic and driving for over an hour, I couldn't get his closeness out of my head. It felt unnaturally intoxicating. Heck, it was addictive.I wanted to reach out for his hand the second he hopped into the car.Was this how it felt like? Wanting to be with someone so much that your mind forces you to think about them every second, even when they are sitting right next to you?I was staring at him for too long that I was afraid he would look at me and think I was weird. So, I used the books as a distraction and read the rest of the drive home. By the time we arrived at the apartment, I was just a few pages away from finishing the book. Jacopo parked the car in his spot before the two of us made our way to the elevator. Jacopo didn't even let me put up an argument with my bag
Last Updated : 2025-01-26Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Weak and embarrassed.
Jacopo and I sat in silence, devouring the spicy wings he ordered. We didn't realize that we were hungry until the food arrived.We sat on the couch, eating every single wing like it was the first meal we had for the day.My mind was jumping from one thought to the next. I was thinking about what we read about the women of the O.G. motorcycle club. It felt like I was intruding on the women, reading about their personal lives. I felt horrible, especially knowing what each of those women went through.Their leader, Red, had the most horrible life, abused and violated by those who should have protected her. But once she found a way to escape, she never went back, gathering women who had lived a painful past just like her and making them a one big family. She built the motorcycle club from the ground up, making a name for herself in her world and protecting women who came to her for protection. She tore up those who meant her and her girls harm, and she built herself up with her own two h
Last Updated : 2025-01-27Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. The ladies of the web 2.0.
Jacopo and I sat tense. The dark expression on his face worried me, his two different colored eyes planted on the door of the elevator, his gaze far away."What the heck does she want?" He snapped, and I had to stop myself from jumping away from his sudden outburst.Yes. It is definitely his ex-wife. Who else could it be then that he is this angry at the mere mention of her name?"She says she has some matters to discuss with you. You are going to pay her a visit..." The man started, but Jacopo was not having any of it."Like heck, I will." Jacopo snapped, immediately taking the phone off of his ear and hung up on the call.A short silence fell in the apartment, but it was quickly broken by the ring of his phone again.Jacopo looked down at the screen of his phone, and he looked like he was about to blow up.I placed the dish on the couch and stood up, pacing around in front of me as he answered the call again."Tell that woman that if she ever thinks about have me summoned like a do
Last Updated : 2025-01-27Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Signed soul.
The night could not go any slower. I could barely sleep with all the questions that were storming through my head, thinking about everything that had happened since morning.The sweetness that was Jacopo, the intensity of the small intimacy we shared, the deepness of the confession he made, and the curiosity that was brought up by the phone call he received... every single thing was making me lose sleep over it.I ended up taking a long hot shower and finished the book I started earlier in the day.I laid around in bed, rolling from side to side until the relentless sleep finally clamined me.I'd sent the alarm on my phone in case I ended up sleeping in, and it managed to wake me up at six.I turned off the alarm and rose from the bed. Despite not getting much sleep last night, I was more than ready to tackle the day like any other.I slowly limped towards the bathroom, washed up, and made my way to the living room.I ran into Jacopo in the open kitchen, standing behind the counter,
Last Updated : 2025-01-28Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. The tech guy.
Jacopo Nicolo..."Have you found anything yet?" I asked Miles, our tech guy.There were a few things on my mind when I decided to give Miles a call this early. One, I wanted to know if he found out who was responsible for sending a video of my wife's torture to the group chat of the women of the web. I'd promised her that I would find a way to let her know who did it, and Miles was the easiest and quickest way to get the information I needed. The second reason why I called Miles was to give him another assignment, one separate from the web, and it had all to do with what happened the previous night and the odd phone call I received from a man."Of course, I did." Miles replied, sounding almost offended that I had to even ask him that question."It didn't even take me long. I was just waiting for the right time to let you know." He added."And when is the right time?" I asked, annoyance dripping from my voice."I'll let you know once I have you and the rest of the gang gathered up.
Last Updated : 2025-01-29Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Determined.
I stayed in my office for the rest of the time until Eza came and got me. My mind was doing cartwheels, trying to figure out the pieces of the puzzle I was missing, trying to piece them all together to get the bigger picture. But no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't figure out how and why all of it was connected.I couldn't figure out why she would want to do that to Ezabella, why she would send that video to the group chat knowing well enough that it would break my wife.Just why?Another thing I couldn't figure out was the stupid connection between Alex Fimbar and Elizabeth Williamson. I don't recall any relationship between the Fimabrs and the Williamsons at all. Other than the fact that they are some of the most influential families on the web, they never seemed to stand out together. They never had marriage alliances or business covers together like most of the other families do, which was why the connection came as a surprise, as something I didn't expect at all.No matte
Last Updated : 2025-01-29
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Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. The storm.
Elijah and Jacopo left us, going to the home office to work, while I stepped closer to Cilvia and started helping her with the little bows she wanted to make on the tiny candy baskets that would later be handed out as treats."These are adorable." I commented, smiling from ear to ear as I tied to small bows."Right? They are my idea, you know." Cilvia replied, proud of her creation."How are the twins?" I asked, glancing around in case I catch sight of them."They're taking a nap. They barely slept last night." Ella replied, looking around and taking inventory of everything they had prepared."Not anymore." Dalinda, the sweet old lady who is always dressed in pink, commented as she walked out of the house next to her husband, each of them holding one of the girls."Oh, my babies. Are you up from your nap?" Ella cooed as she reached out to gently pinch their cheeks, speaking with her lips pouted and her voice even softer.The girls giggled, and damn it, I got a baby fever. They are the
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. The calm before the storm.
Ezabella Viper...I wake up every day with my husbamds arms comfortably wrapped around me. Each morning after the alarm blared and Jacopo shuts it off, I would feel his lips covering my bare shoulder with feathered kisses.The last four weeks have been absolutely perfect. I wake up each day with Jacopo sleeping behind me and go to sleep with Jacopo's arms around me.The two of us had been intimate with each other for the first time four weeks ago on the sixth month of our wedding day, and it sure as heck was not the last.It's true when they say the right person will make you feel at home, and even your body will allow their closeness.I couldn't even imagine touching another human being, let alone being intimate to that level, but that night with Jacopo just felt right. It felt like a blessing to be in his arms and to be so comfortable with him the way he was comfortable with me.I laid my all to Jacopo, and I felt he did the same with me.I couldn't ask more for our marriage, a
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. A passionate night.
Work has been silent lately. It was too good to be true.The casino was running perfectly smooth the past week, and so was the work Attiwood left behind at my family's company.Things in the web have been quite as well. The dinner parties were safe, the gatherings were fine, and the meetings were smooth. New members joined in, and old members died. Attiwood was still not found.No more words came from the Viper city after Victor Viper killed all of the people the biker named, which led to the bikers' death. My life at home was better than perfect. Eza and I could not be happier and closer. I look forward to the day to end just so I can go home and see her.We weren't just physically close to each other. The emotional connection was growing as well. I feel attacked to her in a way I have never felt towards anyone else.And then there is my mother. Eza and I tried our best to convince her to move in with us. She refused. So we had to settle for the next best thing, which was to convinc
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Dante's stupidity.
Jacopo Nicolo...I awkwardly stated at my mother as she slid under the covers of my old bed, the one in the master bedroom.She propped her pillow up and settled down before she looked up at me.I could see her heart breaking as she looked up at me, her eyes shining hurt.Seeing her today, or ever for that matter, was not what I had expected for the day to go. Even while seeing her sit back on the bed, I would think she'd disappear if I blinked too much.All the hate I had in my heart for her caused by the way she abandoned me ended up a shield I used to protect myself from how I truly felt.I missed her.I missed her to the point that I thought it was my mind playing tricks on me when I saw her in the kitchen. I was afraid she would disappear if I didn't grab her in the next few seconds. The thought terrified me to the point that I had to run to her.Even after hugging her, even after feeling her motherly arms wrap around me, even after I felt her hands touching my scarred face,
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Such a nice night.
Jacopo and Vanessa sat on the couch. He was looking at her like he had seen a mystical creature, completely awe and happy.The two had cried in each other's arms for a few more minutes in the kitchen. Jacopo could hardly believe his mother was really with us. Once he pulled away from her, he took her hand and led her to the couch. He'd sat her down before he too sat on the edge and just stared at her.Vanessa couldn't stop crying, looking at her sons scars. "Where have you been?" Jacopo has whispered, looking at her with bloodshot eyes.I wanted to give them space and let them freely talk with each other. So I silently moved to the kitchen and stood behind the counter, still happily keeping my eyes on them.I watched them interact with each other.To say Jacopo was happy to finally reunite with his mother would be an understatement. He spoke to her softly, his eyes once in a while watering. I watched his blink his tears away several times as he listened to her speak.They hugged e
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Finally reunited.
Vanessa and I sat on the couch in the living room, the apartment slightly awkward and silent. I'd kept my promise and waited for Vanessa to finish working on her last clients hair, and Cilvia waited with me. Once she was done, she grabbed her things, and off we went to the apartment building.Cilvia was absolutely sweet, driving us back even though she didn't have to. On the drive back home, Vanessa ended up telling us a bit about how her life turned out once she ran away.Before she ran away, her husband was already cheating. She said she was delusional enough to look past the beating at some point, but finding out that her husband was trying to get with another woman made her realize that he would truly kill her. And then, he did try to kill her. The scar running up her neck and stopping at the point of her chin was proof of that.She then explained how she ran away.Vanessa's story was well known in the city by those who were in the underground business. Even though the Nicolos wer
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Convinced.
"You don't have to stay here, you know." I commented as I glanced at Cilvia."And end up getting myself on Nicolo's death note? No thanks." Cilvia replied. "Besides, I'm invested in this story. I want to see if she'll listen to you." She added.I let out a sigh, looking at Vanessa work on her clients hair with the utmost care.She glanced at us for the third time since we walked in and sat by the waiting area.The lady who always worked on Cilvia's hair was surprised to see us back again, and when she asked if we were going to get our hairs done, Cilvia said yes, but we were waiting for Vivian's chair.The lady didn't mind, claiming that her hands were full today and told us to wait until Vivian's finishes with her client.It was obvious that Vanessa did not want to talk to us again, and while I realized that we were being a bit pushy, I was not going to back down when there was an opportunity to make Jacopos happy and have him reunti with his mother after a long time.We waited for V
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. I left him behind.
Cilvia and I awkwardly sat next to each other in the little cozy cafe located across the street from the hair salon. Vivian sat across from us, looking down into her tea cup as if it was the most fascinating thing she had ever seen in her entire life.I wasn't sure how to address her yet. Was I supposed to call her Vivian or Venassa? I mean, which one would me be more respectful and make her comfortable with me?She is my mother-in-law, after all, and Jacopo had spoken so fond of her that U know having a good relationship with her was possible."You know the first time I saw you, I knew you were familiar. It bothered me the entire day. I hate it when my mind is reminding me of my age because clearly I'm becoming more forgetful if I can't remember you." Cilvia commented, breaking the awkward silence.Vanessa looked up at Cilvia and then me, slowly nodding her head and looking back down again.I glanced at Cilvia, wondering how well she knew Jacopo's mother even though the Nicolo's we
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Vanessa.
I made my way back to Jacopo's bedroom. Well, I guess now it is his old bedroom since I have managed to completely move him in with me.I walked into the walk-in closet and made the drawer my target. Leaning down, I picked up the large photo album and closed the drawer.I then took it back to my room... I mean, our room.My knee was starting to throb, but I couldn't care less. I wanted to see some cute photos of Jacopo as a child, and I was all in front it.I sat down on the bed and made sure I was comfortable before I opened the cover of the album.My smile dropped when I didn't see a single photo on the first page, or the second, or even the third.I flipped through the pages, and they were all empty. I got excited for absolutely nothing.I would be lying if I said I wasn't disappointed. I was. I was curious to see what my Jacopo looked like when he was a baby. But I guess that will be left a mystery.I continued to flip through the empty pages, just fanning through them, wishing th
