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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
Last Updated : 2025-01-18Forced 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
Last Updated : 2025-01-19Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Anything.
Ezabella sat by the end of the couch while I sat at the other end, a verity of food displays between us.I hated the vast distance the food crated between us, making me wonder why I never bought a table for the living room.Ezabella kept looking out the window over her shoulder once in a while, letting me know that I had made the right decision by drawing the drapes away.She moved her food around, not taking many bites."Eza?" I called out, forcing her eyes towards me. "Eat." I added.She nodded her head, stabbing a meat ball and shoving it into her mouth.An adorable Hamster indeed.We ate in silence for a few minutes. I kept glancing at her, reminding her to eat whenever she seemed to have her mind elsewhere.I wanted to talk to her, listen to her thoughts, and understand what was going in in her head. But I didn't know how to start the conversation.Ezabella suddenly glanced towards me, and our eyes clashed. She held my gaze for a few seconds, just as I'd held her gaze."You know,
Last Updated : 2025-01-20Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Going out.
Ezabella Viper...Jacopo and I ended up sharing a nice meal together, sitting in the bright and quiet living room, not sharing my words after what he said to me.I will be honest. I was completely taken aback by his confession and how he told me he would do anything for me. It was a confession I did not see coming to me, especially from him. But he said it, and he promised to give me what I wanted and what I needed.That promise made my heart flutter.In the last three days, as I was buried under the covers of my bed, rotting away locked in my room, I was convinced that there was no way I was going to get used to this life. I was just not made for this world.Even after the talk Cilvia gave me, I was even more convinced that I wouldn't be able to survive. But then Jacopo just had to kneel in front of me like that, force me to look him in the eyes, and make me a promise that my soul was desperate to hear, a promise I didn't know I needed.Was Cilvia right?Could Jacopo really be a
Last Updated : 2025-01-21Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Chaotic women in the cassino.
Getting to know Jacopo, my ass.I had nothing to say to the man and everything to say to him all at the same time. How is that even possible?I sat in the passanger seat of the car, my back thrown to the back seat, a book on my lap, the same book I was trying to read before I found out that Jacopo was going to leave the apartment.I was relieved, and slightly surpirsed that Jacopo didn't put up a fight when I asked him if I could tag along, and dang it I was happy I decided to push my limits just a little bit.Jacopo had his eyes focused on the road, and after a while of taking everything in, including the new sense of bravery I mustered out of me, I ended up opening the book again and started reading from the beautiful dedication.The ride went on for about thirty minutes, and I was engrossed in the book that I didn't realize we had arrived at Jacopo's destination."Come on. Let's go in together, and we'll go for a longer drive once I'm done with work." He commented as he took his se
Last Updated : 2025-01-22Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. The official meeting.
The second the driver, Ricardo, left the office, I saw Jacopo reach for his phone again.I kept my eyes on him, watching his jaw work and his eyes narrow as he looked through his phone. It didn't take him long to find the number he needed, and he made the call, pressing the phone to his right ear.He tapped his fingers against the surface of the table, impatience evident in the rhythm he made. His eyes suddenly snapped at me, and I quickly looked down at my book, slightly embarrassed for getting caught secretly watching him.I peeked at him after a few seconds, relieved to see that he was no longer looking at me, but unable to look away even though there was a huge chance that he might catch me."Dante!" He called out, his fingers still drumming the same rhythm. "Those women showed up to the casino last night, and then this morning, and caused absolute chaos. Are you planning to handle that issue, or am I going to have to deal with it on my own?" He asked.My curiosity about those wom
Last Updated : 2025-01-23Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Guard dog.
Jacopo Nicolo...I was hoping for a quiet day at the apartment, to kick back and relax, and keep an eye on my wife and make sure that she was doing okay. But no. Those women just had to show up to the casino and reck havoc. When Ricardo called to tell me that there were people causing a mess in the casino, I just thought they were the same drunks who couldn't handle a drink or two and a loss. Ricardo loved violence, so him calling me to help him handle a few chaotic people was unlike him. But I had to go.If something happened to the casino while I was away, Dante wouldn't let me live it down.I just didn't expect it would be those women, the same women Dante sent me to, to find out the connection Alex Fimbar had with that address. The women of The Only Girls Motorcycle club.Ricardo was stupid to believe that he could look for them all on his own to teach them a lesson. Those women trusted something behind them to come to the casino day and night to show their displeasure wi
Last Updated : 2025-01-23Forced To Marry A Broken Monster. Almost a touch.
Ezabella Viper...I sat still on the love seat with the closed book on my lap, my legs now down to the floor and my barefoot on the front of my shoes. I was carefully watching the mother and son have a conversation, and they couldn't feel more distant than they already did."What are you doing here?" He asked again, throwing his eyes around the top of his desk and looking at the papers he was working on before he was pulled away."I came to see how you were doing, of course," Attiwood replied. "I haven't seen you in such a long time that I was starting to get worried about you. Why haven't you been answering any of my calls?""Because I thought you knew how to take a hint," Jacopo replied, finally lifting his eyes to hers.Attiwood looked butthurt at the reply Jacopo gave her."But why?" She whined. "Why can't you just give me an hour or two of your day? We can go out to have lunch or dinner, heck even brunch, or we can go to all of your favorite places like we used to." She comme
Last Updated : 2025-01-24
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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
