HEAVENLY PAIN MARRIAGE

HEAVENLY PAIN MARRIAGE

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Ariadne Harper thought her brother couldn't get any worse than just turning into a bad guy, but Jaxon Harper did something Ariadne never expected before by sold her to marry a billionaire. After being dumped to marry a stranger man 10 years older than her, Ariadne's life was no different from a precious bird in a luxurious cage. Everything was available for her, but the freedom was taken away, her life was confined in the mansion, even her husband treated her so coldly as if he didn't care. Ariadne slowly hatee her life, but what if something dangerous was hidden behind the reason for her marriage? Ariadne didn't know much about her husband, and why he was interested in marrying her even though he had another woman he loved. A long journey awaited Ariadne to uncovered the secret behind her marriage, and when she opened the secret box, Ariadne would find the reason for her to love Maximilian Leander Milton, or hated him to death.

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01. The Marriage Agreement

The front door creaks open, and I sprint from my room, heart pounding after waiting for him for hours. I know it’s Jax—he always comes back at this ungodly hour after vanishing all night. “Jaxon Harper!” I shout as I reach the door, my fingers clutching the paper I found in his room last night.There he is, standing in the doorway. His dark hair is disheveled, and his skin has that sickly pale tint. Probably another night of drinking and partying. He stumbles in, not even glancing my way, like this is just another morning in his chaotic routine.I shove the paper in his face. "What the hell is this, Jaxon Harper?" My voice cracks with sheer disbelief. "An agreement? A marriage? Did you just sell me off to some random billionaire?Jax barely glances at me, tossing his jacket onto the couch like it's just another Tuesday. "I didn’t expect you to find out this way," he mutters, fiddling with his phone and avoiding my gaze.I stare, disbelief boiling inside me. "That’s it? So you’ve been

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22 Chapters

01. The Marriage Agreement

The front door creaks open, and I sprint from my room, heart pounding after waiting for him for hours. I know it’s Jax—he always comes back at this ungodly hour after vanishing all night. “Jaxon Harper!” I shout as I reach the door, my fingers clutching the paper I found in his room last night.There he is, standing in the doorway. His dark hair is disheveled, and his skin has that sickly pale tint. Probably another night of drinking and partying. He stumbles in, not even glancing my way, like this is just another morning in his chaotic routine.I shove the paper in his face. "What the hell is this, Jaxon Harper?" My voice cracks with sheer disbelief. "An agreement? A marriage? Did you just sell me off to some random billionaire?Jax barely glances at me, tossing his jacket onto the couch like it's just another Tuesday. "I didn’t expect you to find out this way," he mutters, fiddling with his phone and avoiding my gaze.I stare, disbelief boiling inside me. "That’s it? So you’ve been
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02. Snuff My Hopes Out

“Yes!” I gasp, breathless. “I’ll do whatever you want!”He leans his face in slowly, deliberate, the air thickening between us. My heart hammers in my chest, desperate and frantic. Then his voice brushes against me, cold as frost.“Then... marry me.”The words hit me like a slap, leaving me stunned. I freeze, disbelief knotting in my throat. My hope—the one last flicker I clung to—snuffs out instantly.“What?”“You said you’d do what I say.” He steps closer, his presence pressing down on me, suffocating. “I say: marry me.”I shake my head, as if I’ve misheard, as if this isn’t real. But his voice slices through my confusion, calm and merciless.“And if you really hate this agreement, then let's get married like a man and a woman should do—not like a contract tells us to.”Without waiting for a response, he turns his back and walks toward the door. His footsteps echo in the silence, a final reminder of how little he cares. He played me—made me think there was a way out, only to tear it
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03. Curse This Wedding!

The rooftop venue glimmers under the morning sun, but none of it feels real to me. I sit alone at a table tucked into the garden’s corner, far from the laughter and clinking champagne glasses. This isn’t a wedding; it’s a transaction wrapped in extravagance. Guests buzz around like bees in a gilded hive, chatting and congratulating, oblivious to the suffocating weight in my chest. Maximilian’s friends and family swarm through the garden, each one effortlessly fitting into this world he dragged me into three days ago—a world I don’t belong to. “Oh, the bride is beautiful! What a dress!” “I heard the wedding was arranged quickly. No one expecting this marriage before.” “Strange, isn't it? But look at this—he spared no expense, proofing everything.” “She’s lucky. It’s Maximilian Milton, after all. Who wouldn’t want to be in her shoes?” Lucky. That word cuts through me. I glance at the ring on my finger, a sparkling band I never wanted. My thumb rubs the cold metal as if tryin
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04. Long Way Escape

“Madam!”I shift my gaze to the two men running toward me; a flicker of panic crosses their faces, subtle but unmistakable. They are the guards who wanted to follow me—Mr. Andymon and Mr. Patrick. They quickly lead me away from the guard about to escort me into the elevator, and I feel a sense of loss as Mr. Patrick pulls him aside.Their stiff posture and the way their eyes dart to him without making direct contact tell me everything and nothing at once. They move too smoothly, like a choreographed dance—efficient and polished—as if trying to keep me calm and ensure I don’t notice that something is off. But I do.“Madam, are you finished?” Mr. Andymon asks, his tone light and polite, as if we’re discussing brunch rather than a situation that’s setting off every alarm in my head. “You should head back to the roof soon.”I fold my arms and narrow my eyes at Mr. Andymon. “I ruined my makeup,” I reply, my voice dripping with sarcasm. “Should I go back upstairs and chat with the guests lo
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05. Catch The Blue Bird Back

The moment I lift my gaze, the air leaves my lungs—it’s him.“Are you gonna leave your husband just like this, right after the wedding party?”Maximilian. Sitting across from me like a ghost from a nightmare. I blink, hoping he’ll disappear, but no—he’s real. He found me.He looks terrible. The usual sharp elegance is gone—dark hair disheveled, stubble shadowing his jaw, and cold, bloodshot eyes ringed with exhaustion. His suit is wrinkled, shirt unbuttoned at the collar. He seems worn down, but far from defeated.Maximilian leans back, jaw tight, struggling to maintain control. His gaze locks onto mine, steady yet simmering with restrained anger.“How did you...?”He cuts me off, leaning in with infuriating calm, like he’s already won. “If I missed your train, I would’ve taken my helicopter.” A pause, heavy with meaning. “Understand your position now?” His voice drops, sharp and deliberate. “Stop causing trouble.”The words hit like a slap. My nails dig into my palms to stop my hands
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06. Cold Castle He Gave

Ariadne returned to New York, stepping back into the gilded cage she now called home: Maximilian’s penthouse. She was exhausted, but her weariness offered no comfort, only a grim reminder of the trap she'd walked back into—a prison lined with luxury, where she felt chained by Maximilian's iron will.“Leave us,” Maximilian commanded, his voice low and final. His men filed out, leaving the two of them alone in the vast, opulent space. The grandeur of the penthouse felt like it was pressing down on Ariadne, each polished surface and lavish detail suffocating her. She met Maximilian’s gaze, her own filled with fury and disdain, while his looked pale, beads of sweat forming on his brow, yet his hands trembled only slightly as he attempted to reach for her."Don't touch me." She jerked back sharply, her voice cold and laced with venom.Maximilian’s jaw clenched. Ignoring her protest, he grabbed her roughly, forcing her onto the couch with a grip that left no room for defiance. Ariadne's bre
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07. Family Dinner

Ariadne had spent the entire night asleep on the sofa, her exhaustion deepened by hours of silent tears.Feeling an odd weight over her, she slowly opened her eyes, only to find a pair of long legs planted directly in front of her face. She tilted her gaze upward and saw Maximilian, dressed casually in a black sweater, standing over her.He looked better than last night she saw him, but still, his expression was as cold and unfeeling as ever.Ariadne’s tired eyes narrowed into a sharp, icy stare as she remained lying on the sofa, now fully aware of who was interrupting her morning.“The breakfast is ready,” Maximilian said with no warmth, no suggestion. “Clean up and join me.”Ariadne let out a bitter sigh. “I don’t know why you keep showing up in front of me,” she said, her voice laced with resentment. “You say you don’t mean to make my life a living hell, yet that’s exactly what you’re doing.”Maximilian paused, turning back to look at Ariadne, still sprawled on the sofa. “You’re ri
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08. Sudden Leave

Ariadne stood motionless as Gideon approached, a faint tension tightening her posture. As Andymon and Patrick discreetly withdrew, Gideon’s smile deepened—a smile that always carried a vague, unsettling edge, though she couldn’t quite place why it unnerved her.“Is something bothering you?” he asked smoothly. Ariadne didn’t respond, instead averting her gaze to avoid his piercing look.“Ah, it’s evident you feel out of place here, with your... new status,” he continued, his voice laced with amusement. “You’ve even gone to lengths to try to escape.” A smothered laugh escaped him, and Ariadne shot him a cold, sharp look.Gideon leaned casually against a pillar on the loggia, overlooking the vast swimming pool and serene courtyard beyond. The relaxed setting felt at odds with the tension simmering between them.Gideon watched her with a curious tilt of his head. “Is there anything you’d like to complain about when it comes to Max?”Ariadne gave him a frosty, piercing look before replying
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09. Maximilian Is Out of The Sight

Ariadne had been trapped in Maximilian's penthouse for two weeks, each day blending into the next. The sleek, elegant space felt more like a gilded prison than the luxurious sanctuary it was intended to be. She sat listlessly on the expansive, minimalist sofa, the enormous television casting familiar scenes, but nothing held her interest. Instead, she found herself fixated on her own toes, rhythmically tapping against the plush cushions, offering a small distraction from the monotony.Irritation simmered beneath the surface; her patience was wearing thin. A fleeting impulse urged her to kick the glass coffee table in front of her, to shatter something, to break the stillness. But even that urge faded quickly—she couldn’t bring herself to destroy anything so costly. And if she did, Maximilian would undoubtedly demand she replace it, just one more chain in the opulent cage he’d crafted for her.But he hadn’t been back since that night. Two weeks, and nothing. She wasn’t waiting for him,
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10. Her Chaotic Mind

"Anything?" Ariadne confirmed—seeing the hope before her eyes, then when Sebastian nodded, "then I'll ask for—"But he quickly cut. "But not when it comes to leaving the house or contacting the outside world," he replied, his tone firm, extinguishing the spark in her expression.Ariadne's face fell, her hope dissipating as frustration took its place. "You promised I’d have everything I wanted—is that just a lie? Did Maximilian lie to me?"Turning away from the television, Sebastian regarded her seriously, as she stood barely two steps from him. "He’ll give you anything else. Jewelry, clothes, food... whatever you need. Just not those two things."She let out a frustrated sigh. "So, in the end, I’m still trapped here."Sebastian shrugged with a detached calm. "Every place has its rules."Ariadne clenched her fists, her voice tightening with emotion. "Then tell me—what’s the real reason Maximilian brought me here and locked me up? I need to understand why I’m being treated this way." H
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