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Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. it's over.
Jacopo's chest was pressed against my back, his arms still wrapped around my waist. His hands were pressed against my growing baby bumb, his fingers gently sticking my stomach over the fabric of my dress. I'd melted into his arms the second I realized that he was truly standing behind me with his arms around me. It was slightly harder to accept that he was out of his bedroom over the fact that I might be dreaming of all of this.His warm breath was fanning the side of my neck as he handed his chin leaning against my shoulder. My eyes were still planted on the window, but I was no longer looking at the breath taking night view. Instead, I was looking at Jacopo's reflection, studying every inch of him.His eyes were closed, his face relaxed to the point that he looked like he was soundly sleeping. I wanted to close my eyes and melt more into him, feel the heat of his body through our clothes. It truly felt like a dream, a good one at that.Jacopo pressed another kiss on the side of m
Last Updated : 2025-04-15Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Baby Steps.
Jacopo was in a bad mood for the rest of the night after Dante called, and he spoke to him over the phone. I got him to eat the food I heard up for the two of us, but he barely said a single word. I realized that he wasn't just upset with Dante. He had pure hate for that man. And again, I did not think that it would be appropriate to bring it up at that moment and make him speak about it when he clearly did that want to.I saw him crawl out of his shell not long ago just for him to crawl right back in after the phone call. I realized that while he needed to take all the time he wanted to heal, he also needed to make baby steps out of his shell and the apartment.That night, he went straight to bed after he had his dinner, and I kept my eyes on the electric stove until it cooled off before I joined him.I would usually settle for his old bedroom, but seeing as he had walked out of his room earlier to come look for me, I thought maybe he would appreciate it if I did the same for him.I
Last Updated : 2025-04-16Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. A crused bond.
I was freed from one monster, only to be thrust into the arms of another. It has been exactly a year since I lived through a nightmare, a year since I was rescued from my own home. I didn't have enough time to heal before I was told that I was going to be married off. I begged. I begged for a whole year, and in the end, I still found myself in a room, alone, in a white wedding dress, about to walk down the aisle to marry a man I did not know. "You'll be fine." I heard him call out. I glanced up, only to see that he was staring down at me with nothing but void in his eyes. "You promised that you would protect me." I accused as tears blurred my eyes. "You'll be protected here." He dismissed before he gave me his back. "I hate you." I whispered, feeling my scarred heart break in my chest all over again. "I hate you for what you'd allowed to happen to me, and I hate you for what you're allowing to happen to me now." I added, hoping my words would hurt my coldblooded father. I kn
Last Updated : 2024-09-30Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Married to a scarred man.
When my father and I reached the end of the aisel, I glanced at him. Victro Viper had his eyes on Jacopo Nicolo. While my father's eyes were no longer void of any emotions, there was a certain look in them that I couldn't quite decipher. My father then dropped his eyes on me for a split second before he turned away. "Step forward." The priest spoke with a gentle voice, and I forced myself to move. No matter how hard I tried to stop myself from limping, I couldn't control it. My right leg was too weak to hold my entire weight for more than a few seconds at a time. I stood in front of the man without lifting my eyes to his. My line of sight was directed at his hands, both hidden within black leather gloves. The priest started speaking, and not a single word he spoke entered my ears. Nothing made sense to me as I continued to stare at the man's gloved hands. Why is he wearing gloves on a day this hot, especially one that is leather? Was it to hide the blood he had on his
Last Updated : 2024-11-11Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Entry to a cage..
The ride to my now husband's apartment was torturous. I was told to sit in the back seat of the car while Elijah and the silver-haired woman sat in the front. Neither of them said a word, the car filled with the utmost discomfort. I kept my gaze planned on the right window of the back door of the car, gazing out in case this was the last time I would get to see the outside again. I haven't seen this many cars since before the day that man took over my previous home, since the day before I became a prisoner. The sun was bright in the sky even though the hours for her disappearance were looming closer and closer. I wanted to erase my memory even for a few minutes, so I would be able to enjoy the view, so I wouldn't be taunted by the thought of this ride being my very last. When the car came to a stop, my heart nearly dropped out of my chest, fear shooting up and down my body at an alarming rate. "I'll be back, my love." Elijah commented, his gaze planted on the
Last Updated : 2024-11-13Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Choosing which death.
I landed on a chair with no armrest, one I had not seen because the bed had all of my attention. My breath was coming out short, my vision swimming and my head filling up with pressure.I heard a chair squeal, and I looked over to see Jacopo slowly lowering himself to the opposite side of the small circular table separating us.Despite not being thrown on the bed, I was still unable to calm my heart down, gain control over my breath, and stop my heart from having a heartbeat of its own.I placed my shaking hands on my lap and slowly raised my eyes to his.Jacopo Nicolo was staring me down as if he was trying to study me. I can almost see the gears turning in his head, as if he was thinking about what he would do to me.Jacopo said no words, just boring his gaze into me. The burn scars on his face pulled at his cloudy eye when he narrowed his eyes at me, and it quickly made me avoid making eye contact with him.Jacopo placed something on the table, and the small click it made when he
Last Updated : 2024-11-13Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Luxurious cage.
The evening blended into the night, and I was still locked in that man's bedroom.I had not moved from the chair he'd left me in, too fearful of what I would discover if I dared to move around.My eyes started hurting from staring into the distance for too long, the thick drapes blocking the view of the dark sky.Time slipped from my grasp as I continued to glue myself to the chair, my nails digging into the side of the chair as anxiety embedded itself deep in my bones.The wait was unbearable. It left me alone with my thoughts, contemplating on what had happened after I stepped into this apartment and the dilemma I was met with.Even though I could barely see anything in front of me, I could still invision the three items that the man had laid down on the table.I had a hard time wrapping my mind around what that was about and all the accusations he shot my way before he tried to make me end my own life.What had my father dragged me into?I tried my absolute best to try to keep myse
Last Updated : 2024-11-22Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Ice cold.
I dragged the suitcases down the hall, wondering if I was supposed to move them to his bedroom, or if there was a guest bedroom I could stay in.I tried to open the doors of the rooms located on either side of the hall, but all of them were locked.The only door that remained open was his bedroom, and that was all I needed to know that I wasn't provided with a private space for myself.With no other option to take, I dragged the suitcases into his bedroom and set them aside near the door.I knew I had less than an hour to get ready, and I was desperate to get out of this wedding dress, so I opened one of the suitcases in search of a more comfortable dress.A frown covered my face when I realized that most of the dresses, almost all of them, didn't belong to me. They were all brand new, their tags still attached.I haven't gone shopping in the last one year, which was why I was staring at the opened suitcase with wide eyes.I reached for the other suitcase and pulled the zipper open to
Last Updated : 2024-11-23
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Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Baby Steps.
Jacopo was in a bad mood for the rest of the night after Dante called, and he spoke to him over the phone. I got him to eat the food I heard up for the two of us, but he barely said a single word. I realized that he wasn't just upset with Dante. He had pure hate for that man. And again, I did not think that it would be appropriate to bring it up at that moment and make him speak about it when he clearly did that want to.I saw him crawl out of his shell not long ago just for him to crawl right back in after the phone call. I realized that while he needed to take all the time he wanted to heal, he also needed to make baby steps out of his shell and the apartment.That night, he went straight to bed after he had his dinner, and I kept my eyes on the electric stove until it cooled off before I joined him.I would usually settle for his old bedroom, but seeing as he had walked out of his room earlier to come look for me, I thought maybe he would appreciate it if I did the same for him.I
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. it's over.
Jacopo's chest was pressed against my back, his arms still wrapped around my waist. His hands were pressed against my growing baby bumb, his fingers gently sticking my stomach over the fabric of my dress. I'd melted into his arms the second I realized that he was truly standing behind me with his arms around me. It was slightly harder to accept that he was out of his bedroom over the fact that I might be dreaming of all of this.His warm breath was fanning the side of my neck as he handed his chin leaning against my shoulder. My eyes were still planted on the window, but I was no longer looking at the breath taking night view. Instead, I was looking at Jacopo's reflection, studying every inch of him.His eyes were closed, his face relaxed to the point that he looked like he was soundly sleeping. I wanted to close my eyes and melt more into him, feel the heat of his body through our clothes. It truly felt like a dream, a good one at that.Jacopo pressed another kiss on the side of m
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Progress.
I stood in front of the window, looking out at the starless night sky. I had one hand pressed against my lower abdomen and the other hand supporting my waist. I was exhausted, but I couldn't force my eyes away from the beautiful view just yet.The past eight weeks had not been easy, but they were certainly a working progress.The first few days, I was unable to make him eat much. He would nibbled on something and drained a water bottole before he would go back to sleep. He was losing a lot of weight in those times, and I was getting more and more concerned about him.He refused to let Doctor Morgan into the house so he can check his wound for him, and he refused to listen to my pleas for him to eat, to get up and stretch him muscles a bit. He refused to leave the bedroom we used to share, and he refused to speak to me as well. I had decided to sleep in his previous bedroom at night to give him the space he needed and kept being around him during the day.But I wasn't the only one J
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Broken and Beaten down.
I started by drawing the thick drapes and letting sun shower the living room, instantly making it much better than it was when I first arrived. I then went into the kitchen to first check if there was anything around that would result in a proper meal.The boiled eggs were at the same spot as I had left them when I decided to leave for the Viper city, and the remaining fruits looked a bit off considering the amount of time they were left in there. And from the clean trash can, I could tell that Jacopo had not been eating.I pulled my phone out, exiting out of the list of contact numbers from when I gave my father a call just minutes ago, and looked into the restaurants Jacopo and I used to order from.I knew he had a few favorites, so I decided to order from a few of them in case he was feeling of having a variety.Until I food arrived, I bussied myself by cleaning the fridge and them pacing around when I had nothing else to do.All of the food arrived maybe about thirty minutes later
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Things to do.
The drive to Jacopo's apartment was silent. There was a car following after my father and I as he was planning on staying in the web city to make sure that I was safe. My stomach was fluttering with a lot of emotions, the most dominant once being fear and doubt."I want you to keep your phone on you every single second of the day and night. Understood?" My father commented as he stopped the car in front of the tall apartment building."Undrestood." I nodded my head."I also need you to keep me updated. I want your morning texts to be morning, noon, and night. Okay?""Okay?""Oh, and one more thing. Do not forget what you promised me. You sense any danger, then I was you out of there. Okay.""I'll keep my promise, Dad." I said, taking my seatbelt off and twisting in my seat to give him a hug."I'll be okay, Dad." I whispered.He let out a tired sigh as he patted me on the head."I'll trust that you'll be." He replied when I pulled away."I'm going to go now." I announced before I grab
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Sacrifice.
I was discharged a few hours later, and it took me a great deal of convincing my father to let me see Jacopo one more time before we left."You'll see him at the funeral." My father had argued when I asked him to let me see my husband first, but he let me go to Jacopo's room first before we left, and disappointment hit me when I saw that Jacopo was no longer there, only Dante, who was sitting on the chair by the bedside, the same one that was turned over when Jacopo attacked him."Where did he go?" I asked, looking at the empty bed."He's gone." He replied."Where?""Probably to his apartment." I heard my father sigh."And you just let him go?" I questioned, looking at my husband's boss with a frown on my face.Dante didn't give me a reply, which gave my father space to butt in."There you have it, Bella. Now let's go. You'll see him at the funeral anyway." He commented as he turned around to leave.I had no other choice but to follow him, knowing that I couldn't get myself to the ap
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Get out
Ezabella Viper...I woke up with a blinding headache, my eyes barely able to see around me. It took me some time to register that I was in a hospital room, sleeping in a hospital bed."Bella?" A familiar voice called out, forcing my eyes to shirt towards the bedside chair.My father's bruised face came into view."Bella," he called out again, hovering over my, his hands reaching for mine.Within the next seconds, he was running out of the hospital room to get someone and back with whoever he had gone searching for.The next few minutes went on as a woman examined me, shining light into my eyes, asking me how I felt, specifically how my head felt, and then proceeding to tell my father and I that I had a mild concussion and should be fine.My biggest worry was the health of my baby, as I recall being tossed around after those men dragged me out of the flipped car and into the trunk of their own. The most the doctor could tell me was that I needed rest and continuous supervision j
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Couldn't let her go.
My car stopped just outside of town, and from the previous location of where my mother was being kept, I could tell that I had about thirty more minutes of driving left to get there. And if I chose to go on foot, then it was guaranteed that it would significantly decrease the chances of my mother's survival.But I wasn't going to do anything by sitting around and waiting for something to happen. I needed to be moving, so, retrieving the phone from the floor of the car, I hopped out of the car and slammed it shut as hard as I could, venting some of my frustration out.I started speed walking no matter how exhausted my body was. I've already lost a good amount of blood, and I had enough in my body to barely move around.But my mother.I need to get to my mother.I could feel chill creeping up in me. I could feel the blood draining from my face, most probably leaving me as pale as a ghost.But I couldn't stop.The sliver of hope in my heart was forcing me to keep going.I knew I would die
Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Running out of time.
The bark of the gunshot nearly deafened me. Blood splattered on the floor as a loud gasp echoed in the warehouse, filling in the silence left after the gunshot. Blood made my face wet. I watched as attiwood crashed on the ground, her knees almost cracking at the empact.Blood bubbled up her throat and slid down her chin. She lost her grip on the revolver, the small gun falling to the ground in front of her.She looked in shock as she looked down at her chest, her clothes wet from her own blood.I looked past her shoulder as footsteps echoed through the warehouse, a few masked gun men rushing in and pointing their guns at every dark corner.Victor was with the men, his bruised and cut-up face unmasked unlike the rest of them, smoke flowing out of the barrel of his glock.He'd shot Attiwood. He rushed forwards, heavily limping as he pushed past the struggling old witch in her knees. He pushed me aside to look at Eza, scooping her up in his arms as he called out her name."Bella? Bella
