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Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. The call.
I sat on the single long couch, blankly staring at the closed elevator doors, my mind empty and eyes distant.Time seemed to blur away, and I was quickly losing tract of it. After having an unsatisfying breakfast/lunch, trying to feel my hunkered belly with nothing but a few strawberries and flat water, I'd limped over to the couch to ease the pain in my right knee and hip.It was truly getting worse with each passing second, and no amount of massaging was helping lessen the ache deep in my bones.The apartment floor was awfully quiet and dark, the single light bulb shedding too little light in the room. Every part of me wanted to march myself to the curtain and pull it open, exposing the dim room to the natural glow of the sun.Yet, I couldn't force myself to do as my heart desired. Instead, I kept myself sited on the long couch, massaging my right leg and hip.The only sound other than my own breath came when Jacopo Nicolo left the bedroom.My eyes instantly jumped at him, and I ca
Last Updated : 2024-12-02Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Hidden trap fit for a snake.
Jacopo Nicolo...I stood in my study, my right gloved hand still holding the key I'd just turned to lock the door from within. I waited by the door, hoping to listen for any movements in the hall, hoping that the little trap I set for her would catch her red-handed.When no sound came, I abandoned my stance against the door and walked towards the desk opposite to it. I had been playing Dante's offer in my head over and over again while I was in the bedroom preparing the laptop and setting the trap.The more I thought about it, the more I realized how much I underestimated Dante's stupidity and his extreme selfishness. I should have fought my hardest against the marriage arrangement the second Dante told me he was thinking about it. I shouldn't have let it get this far.I should have said to hell with the web and all the rest of them instead of trying to find a way out of the marriage alone. I should have refused to show up at the altar of the wedding and I should have refuse
Last Updated : 2024-12-03Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. The box with a torturous memory.
Ezabella Viper...The caution never left my body, sitting tense on my chest and at the back of my head, warning me against the comforting voice coming from the other side of the phone."I didn't get to speak to you today." Ella Smith, the woman with the scar, spoke. "I was hoping to formally introduce myself, and of course, the other young wives. But I thought you might need a little more time to settle in before I approach you. I didn't want to make you feel crowded."Her considerate words only confused me further, making me wonder why this woman seemed to care about me, a mere stranger that came from the other side of the dark world.I had no words to give her, my mind too confused to lead a reply to my lips. "How are you holding up?" The woman asked, and frustration clawed at my chest when I couldn't give her a reply again."I hope things are good over there." She added when I refused to let my voice be heard. "Us wives are going to have a gathering of our own tomorrow, and I h
Last Updated : 2024-12-04Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Plan 1, failed.
Jacopo Nicolo...The discomfort and tension in my back grew with each second I remained hunched over the laptop, watching the woman sitting in the center of the walk-in closet, first taking a phone call that distracted her from using the laptop, and then going through her suitcases by taking her sweet time.I leaned back when she closed one of the suitcases and moved to the next one, choosing different clothes to wear.The failure of my initial plan provoked anger within me. I cracked my knuckles, the pop filling the quiet study I was locked in. The tension only built up to a mountain on my shoulders when the woman pushed herself to her feet, struggling to stand up.I've seen the way she walks. I've seen her limp. In fact, it was quite noticeable when she was walking down the aisle. Like father, like daughter. Victor Viper had the same limp on the same leg, but hers was a lot more exaggerated, almost as if she was trying too much to prove that she had a weakness, as if sh
Last Updated : 2024-12-05Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Trouble at the casino.
It took an hour for me to arrive at the casino. Ricardo was waiting for me outside, pacing along the brightly lit entrance of the casino. I stopped the car in front of him before I stepped out. Ricardo opened his mouth to say something, probably to request to throw out the cops himself. But I cut him off. "Go park the car." I ordered as I walked past him. "Yes, sir." He replied before I heard him jog over to the car I left open. I walked into the casino, eyeing the men of the web standing around, keeping a close eye on the customers. I glanced around myself, looking for any suspicious person waltzing around the casino. "They moved to the slots, sir." One of the security men spoke to my right, and I moved my attention to where he said the cops were. It took me a few more seconds to pinpoint them out as they were newer cops I had never seen around here or pocking around my family's company. I walked over, my steps slow and calculated. The two cops, a man and a woma
Last Updated : 2024-12-06Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Cage status, upgraded.
Ezabell Viper...Boredom and hunger settled in after a few hours when the sun hung low in the sky and the cold from my body finally left.It took me about ten minutes to convince myself to take the damn shower, ten minutes to stop my brain from making my body think that I was back in that horrible cage, being woken up with splashes of cold water. After ten minutes of just staring at the cold water run, I stepped in and shivered my way through a quick shower that lasted half the time it took me to get in.By the time I stepped out of the shower and was drying myself, I thought about letting Jacopo Nicolo know that either there was something wrong with his shower, or I didn't know how to operate it.I wore the warmest clothes I could find in my suitcase, a black sweatshirt and leggings, and braided my hair into two sides before I settled in the living room.I had nothing else to do after that. I wasn't willing to return to the suitcases and venture deep in them, looking at the pho
Last Updated : 2024-12-07Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Guilty eyes.
I found myself in front of the window behind the long couch, standing in the thick drapes so I would be able to fully look out into the real world.My phone was in my hands, and for the past ten minutes, I've been rejecting Ella Smith's calls. She'd called about six times before she stopped, and I assumed she had given up.I looked down, my eyes following the small figures of cars and barely visible peoples walking around. I envied their normality, how they were able to wake up this morning and walk out of their homes so freely.I'd finally understood that I had taken the last years or so for granted, sticking to my father's house and my room only, without venturing out and trying to heal myself. I could have healed my body and soul, could have gained some confidence, and become unbothered by the heavy limp I have with each step. Instead, I continued to limit myself and carry out the emotional and mental punishment my captor had started for me. And now, I was back to that horrible l
Last Updated : 2024-12-08Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Broken Wings.
It took me ten minutes to get ready. I didn't want to make Ella Smith wait too long, and I also had no desire to have a longer shower with the ice-cold water.A simple black dress was chosen for the occasion, one that flutterly fell down below my knees. My feet were covered with the same white flats I had worn for the past two days.I tied my hair up to the top of my hair, trying to hide how tangles the strands actually were from the lack of brushing for the last two and a half days.Ella Smith was right where I left her, looking down at her phone with a soft smile on her face."I'm ready." I called out, drawing her attention towards me.She shot me another smile, and the enthusiasm and positivity within her surprised me. It was practically radiating off of her in waves, forcing it upon myself. She didn't even need to speak to show some sort of affection. It was all so easily written all over her face."Great. Connor is waiting for us downstairs." She commented before she tucked her
Last Updated : 2024-12-09
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Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Break the door down.
Three days.Ezabella Viper has not left her room for three days. I felt lost. That night, the night we went to the Smith mansion for the dinner party, had been a disaster on both of our ends.My night was ruined by the things some of the members of the web thought about my wife and by the bet Elijah and Dante set on me taking Dante's offer or not.Ezabella's night was ruined by someone sending a video of her torture to the group chat of the women of the web.That's right. Ella Smith told me everything in great detail about what happened that night in the living room while I was in the home office of Elijah Smith. Someone had the nerves to do that to my wife, to send a video of her torture for everyone to see.Ella said she had tried to delete the video since she was the creator of the group chat, but that unknown number kept sending the video back over and over again until she was forced to delete the group chapf in whole. She said she had taken a screenshot of the number before she
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Silence.
Jacopo Nicolo...I stood outside the door, my eyes still thrown into Cilvia's bedroom, silently listening to the conversation they were having.From the looks on the remaining women in the living room with Ella, I knew something bad must have happened. I just didn't know it was this bad, bad enough for Cilvia to speak to Ezabella this way and force her to hold her hand even when I hadn't held her hand yet.They were talking about a video just seconds ago. What Video?I had several burning questions I needed to ask, and I wasn't sure how I was going to ask them.Suddenly, I was no longer upset with Ezabella for departing from Ella and running off alone. At least the crazy woman was keeping her company.Their conversation seemed to end with Cilvia confessing about her baby sister's murder, even though she failed to mention that she was the one who murdered her own sister, using the same poison I had tried to make Ezabella drink on the night of our wedding.I stepped closer to the do
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Weakness.
I limped out of the living room, not knowing where I was going to go and hiding before I broke down into pieces."To the stairs." A woman's voice came from behind me, and I glanced over my left shoulder to see that it was Cilvia."Go up the stairs." She said again, nodding towards the stairs.I turned towards the stairs and limped forward, hearing Cilvia's heels echo after me.I climbed up, tears burning my eyes and a huge lump stuffed in my throat.My own scream was ringing in my ears as I climbed the stairs, pain radiating from my knee up to my hip, making my limp ten times worse."Turn left." Cilvia ordered once I reached the top of the stairs, still closely following me from being but giving me enough space to breathe.I followed her directions, hoping she would lead me to a place that wouldn't have any witnesses to see me break down after what had just happened.Cilvia continued to lead me around until I reached the door. All the while, my cheeks were flooded with tears, and my
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. The group chat.
Ezabella Viper...The dinner was nice, not the tense silence but the delicious food.It was nice to enjoy a meal even though I felt awkward sitting with so many strangers. Call me delusional, but I felt like I was being watched by some of them, as if they were predators trying to figure out the weakness of their prey, who happened to be an injured prey who can't even defend herself from the majority of them.I silently enjoyed the dinner presented in front of me until Dante stood up and walked away, calling for the rest of the members of the web.I wasn't sure if I should stop eating, since a lot of them were gone, or if I should just silently continue to enjoy my meal.I finally glanced around the dining table and saw that the women were still eating their dinner, so I continued to do so until someone said we had had enough, or until my belly was too full for me to even move.The first month of marriage had taught me not to take food for granted, so I was determined to clean my
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. The bet.
I let out a sigh."I'm working on it." I replied, and the two men looked at me as if I had suddenly frowned three extra heads right before their eyes."Wait?" Elijah said, forgetting the fact that he passed just seconds ago. "What do you mean you're working on it? Are you accepting his offer?" He asked.I remained silent, and that was enough for both of them to understand that it was a yes."Well, I'll be damned. I never thought you would easily cave in." Dante said, leaning back in his seat.I stupidly felt insulted at that."I will fulfill my end of the bargain, and after that, you will never even consider me for an alliance with another party." I commented, and Dante nodded his head."Of course. All you have to do is wait until the child is born, and then you are free." He confirmed.Heaviness weighed in my body, as if someone had cut me open, filled my insides with cobblestones, and threw me down to sink into a deep, bottomless ocean.Admitting what I had planned to do out loud fe
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. He should have seen it coming.
I was the last to enter Elijah Smith's home office, the familiarity making my skin crawl.Elijah was sitting behind his desk as he would when the meetings were at his house, Dante taking another seat at the side, while the rest stood around.There were a few people who I was more familiar with than the rest, including Elijah and Dante, Harvey, who is Dante's shadow, and Cane, who always stands with his back pressed against the bookshelf, his eyes looking left and right as if they were surveillance cameras.I looked at the empty chair left across from Elijah and I reached up to gently tug at my collar, remembering how I was sitting in it over a year ago, fresh burn wounds all over my body, when Dante suggested the marriage to Ezabella Viper."Now that we are all here, there are a few things we need to discuss..." Dante commented, looking at each and every single one of us."To begin on a lighter note, it has come to my attention that we are currently dealing with another opponent who c
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Inner thoughts of a broken man.
Jacopo Nicolo...The scene was quiet and awkward. The only noise that filled the room was that of metal utensils clinking against plates as everyone focused their attention on the plates in front of them.I glanced around the table, taking note of everyone present and everyone missing from the so-called dinner party. There were a few empty seats, which was weird, considering there would usually be extra seats pushed in to fit everyone in. Missing the meeting for the last month was not the smartest decision I have ever made since I joined the Web, especially seeing how different the vibe of the group was.There was more tension than I remembered, and I wondered why.I glanced towards Elijah first, seeing how he was more focused on his food and his wife, who was sitting on the chair next to him, than on the tension in the room. I glanced at Dante next, and I wanted to roll my eyes at how unbothered he looked, enjoying his dinner like no other person sitting around the dining table.My
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Breathtaking.
Jacopo knocked on the door of my room exactly an hour and a half after he had left me to rest. I was in the middle of a deep sleep when he came to get me, successfully waking me up with excitement at the memory of where he said we were going."I'll wait for you in the living room." He'd commented, once again looking bothered at the sight of my room before he closed the door and walked away.I got up and took a super quick hot shower, washing the sweat of the exciting evening away, before quickly drying myself and limping towards the walk-in closet. I found the bags Jacopo left in there and aimed for the one I was sure contained the long, purple dress.I put my underwear on before slipping into the fitting dress, already feeling better about myself than I had in the last year while glancing at my reflection in the mirror.I slid my feet into the purple flats we got to match my dress, my cheeks once again heating up at the memory of how gentle the man I married turned out to be.I grab
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. The offer.
I saw in the passenger seat of the car, comfort humming between us. The items we purchased were in the backseat of the car.It would be an understatement to say that I genuinely had fun. From shopping for books to the last store we walked in to get me a bag. It was nothing like I expected it to be.Jacopo didn't leave my side even once, even when he himself was having an internal battle with people's gazes.It brought us closer to each other in some sort of way.I let out a soft sigh of content, already imagining the next week I would spend curled up with a book. Bye-bye, boredom."Do you like the things you got?" Jacopo asked, breaking the silence."I do." I replied with a nod, remembering how he had helped me put the purple flats on, the way he responded with such gentle words pushed by an even gentler voice.I glanced at him, feeling an odd flutter in my chest.The moment was broken when his phone rang, splitting the silence in the car.Jacopo answered the phone, putting it on a l
