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Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Nothing works.
Ezabella Viper... The ride back to the apartment building was just as silent as the ride to the gathering. It was not a comfortable silence that would have allowed me to relax. It was the kind of silence that left me tense and uncomfortable. I stuck to the back seat of the car, and I was glad I was not told to sit in the front. I kept my gaze planted on the window, blankly staring out as my hand absently rubbed at the soreness in my knee. Standing for too long was not a good choice. It made my injured leg hurt ten times more than it did the day before. When we arrived at the building, Jacopo Nicolo parked the car at his spot, and the two of us made our way to the apartment in total silence. My mind was still in the small flash my father gave me, the string tied around my neck and hiding under the black dress. A small part of me wanted to find out what was so important that my father wore it around his neck. I wondered how long he had it since he only gave it to me when he saw ho
Last Updated : 2024-12-01Forced 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
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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
