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Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. My Wife.
Attiwood Nicolo was staring at me with fire in her eyes. It would be an understatement to say that she was furiously staring at me."Sit down, Attiwood." I ordered, pointing the golf club at her face."How do you expect me to just sit down when you distorted my house?" She snapped."Last I checked, this house was under my name, so whatever I choose to do with it is none of your business. Now, before I consider kicking you out of this house and anything that has to do with my family name, I suggest you shut your mouth and sit down." I replied, kicking a broken piece of a vase in her direction.She stepped back, avoiding the piece from hitting her leg by an inch.She slowly walked towards the love, sitting parallel to the grand piano. I was busy destroying and carefully sat down as if she was afraid the seat would break under her weight."I will sat one thing before I start asking you the questions I need answers to." I said, slowly walking towards her.I leaned the head of the golf clu
Last Updated : 2025-02-06Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. A touch.
Ezabella and I stared at each other for a few seconds, the silence deafening in the living room.I thought Ella would look at my hand, my bare scarred hand, and flinch away from me. I thought I would see the look of disturbance on her face at the thought of me touching her face with my hand.I pulled my hand away, wanting to kick myself for even thinking about touching her. But Ezabella stopped me, reaching out and holding on to my pinky finger.It felt like an electric hand traveling from my pinky to my entire body, making my heart thunder in the most unnatural way possible.Ezabella looked at me with her big eyes, my pinky still in her grip."Eza?" I whispered, too afraid to raise my voice and shatter the dream I was standing in.She continued to stare up at me, but this time, she slowly pulled my hand back to her face. With each distance I close towards her, I felt an uncontrollable desire in my chest.I wanted to touch her, and it looked like she was giving me her permission.Ezab
Last Updated : 2025-02-07Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. The long text.
Ezabella Viper...Things were a bit confusing the past few days. I was having a hard time processing a lot of the information that I recived, starting from Attiwood being the one who sent those horrific videos to the group chat for whatever reason, to finding out that Jacopo and I had a past with the same family, from the meet up with the women of the Motorcycle club to Jacopo sharing the truth about Attiwood along with the fact that he shot her in the arm, it was all taking a while to process in my head.For one, I appreciated Jacopo's honesty, and a small part of me, maybe even a bigger part of me, was glad to know that Jacopo was willing to stand up for me, even if the way he did it slightly terrified me. Every part of my sane mind was telling me to keep my distance from the man. I already knew Jacopo was a very dangerous man, as was everyone else in the environment I was forced to live in, but damn it, I couldn't pull away. It felt like Jacopo had me under a spell, just loo
Last Updated : 2025-02-08Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Details about Elizabeth.
Jacopo was not kidding when he said he wanted to start furnishing the apartment.The first thing he did the next morning after he had that conversation was to share boiled eggs over the counter and look at pictures of designs for a dining table.We scrolled through multiple pictures, trying to pick the perfect dining table fit for the apartment. We ended up deciding on a round, white dining table with eight seats. While it was too much just for the two of us, Jacopo insisted that we should get a larger one in case we ever have a visitor or visitors.We moved on to hunting for a TV, which was much needed to spend the days, or even bond over a good movie. Even when we were done eating our breakfast, we were scrolling through his phone, choosing items for the apartment. Jacopo insisted on letting me pick the colors of everything we ordered, saying I have a better eye that he does at this thing. It felt like he was trying to make the apartment feel like it was mine just as much as it was
Last Updated : 2025-02-09Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Connections.
Jacopo Nicolo...I stood in Elijah's hone office, NY arms cross over my chest, my eyes throwing daggers at the son of a bitch.Miles was sitting back on the chair, tapping his feet in the floor as if I wasn't looking at him."You slimy stupid, I paid you double." I snapped at Miles, regretting paying him earlier and not waiting until I looked at the files. "Well, I paid double to your double." Dante responded, forcing me to turn my glare towards him."Oh, I'll get to you." I said to Dante before I returned my eyes to Miles. "What part of I need you to keep this between us did you not understand?" "Money talks, Nicolo, and I happened to speak that language very well." Dante replied, and I knew he was just trying to piss me off even more.I glared at him again."Why do you have to always meddle in my business?" I asked, holding my hips with both of my hands, annoyance making me shift on my feet."When your business is part of the Web's business, then I can do nothing else but get
Last Updated : 2025-02-10Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Drink, my love.
I walked out of Elijah's home office, fury burning my insides. The last thing I wanted to do was go to prison and see that woman. The mere thought of it made my skin crawl.Who knows how it would go? I might try to strangle her and end up in jail myself.I walked through the Smith mansion looking for my wife. I knew I could trust Connor with her, but that doesn't mean I was going to leave without seeing her first.I walked into the dining room and instantly caught sigh of her sitting sitting by the counter in the open kitchen, her fingers wrapped out a mug and her attention of Cilvia as the ither woman ripped Attiwood to shreds.I appreciated how Ella and Cilvia had taken Ezabella under their wings, and it was nicer to see how much Ezabella had warmed up to them.I stepped through the door of the dining room and walked towards the open kitchen, catching their attention.Ezabella's eyes softened the second she looked at me, and damn it that was all it took for the fire in me to settl
Last Updated : 2025-02-11Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Trapped.
I shut my eyes, trying to stop the memory from jumping to the front of my head. Anger was uncontrollably making my chest ache, and I wanted to forget it all and drive away, to get me the heck out if there and return to my wife. I ran my gloved fingers through my hair, pulling at the strands to help me return to reality. I started the car again, deciding to get it over with. I drove up to the gate and went through security, and it was led to the visiting room. I hadn't realized how much time I had taken in the car, drawing in painful memories, but I had noticed that the sun was a lot further than it was when I left Elijah's mansion. I sat on the chair in front of the glass window and stared at the empty seat. I waited for a few minutes, listening to other visitors talk to the inmates. There was an old woman to my right, softly speaking to the woman I assumed was her daughter sitting on the other side of the door, the phone gently held in her wrinkly hand. And there was a man t
Last Updated : 2025-02-12Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Burning Building.
"The first time I met Attiwood, she told me how weak you were when it came to women, claiming that your father might have done a number or two in your mother when you were nothing but a little boy. She told me how you would be easy to play, and all I had to do was cut her a deal when I ended up taking everything from you. You just had to survive that fire and ruin all of my plans." Elizabeth sighed with annoyance."I'm going to give you a last chance to get to your point before I leave." I snapped, fed up with everything.Elizabeth only ended up smirking even more.Goodness, I hate her."I thought maybe the fire would have changed you to not care about anyone else but yourself. I thought it would make you stop being so weak. But I was wrong. It's funny how you kept that new wife of yours alive."I stood up, ready to leave."Wait." She called out. "If you leave without agreeing to help me get out of here, then that poor, poor wife of yours will suffer for it."My frown deepened as I lea
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Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Something is wrong.
Jacopo Nicolo...The conversation was getting out of hand.All we had to do was have a short talk about the recent findings. Dante had started to tell us about how the Only Girl's Motorcycle club was getting closer and closer to finding Attiwood. It amazed me how he still refuses to give Miles the assignment. I have no doubt in my mind that Miles would find that old witch within matters of hours, if not minutes. But no. Dante wants the club to figure it out, and there was no changing his mind.Cane had to join us to give Dante and Elijah updates about the recent distributions of the new weapons that were shipped in.The conversation was going fine, and we had spent maybe an hour and a half figuring out new routs since apparently the woman of the club want to tax the web for anything that crossed their front gets to make it into the city. But that was until Connor walked in, looking for his brother.It was such a normal conversation until Dante decided to bring up the deal that I
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
