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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. 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. 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
