All Chapters of Forced To Marry A Broken Monster.: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Jacopo Nicolo...I wasn't aware of how time was passing after I'd heard that my wife was alive. I had every intention to drive to her as soon as possible and see her with my own two eyes, even though I, myself, was not in the right mind to drive anywhere."I'm taking Ella in my car. You drive Nicolo with yours." Elijah had said to Dante before he carried with wife to his car.Dante, still cursing me under his breath, pulled me by the arm and led me to his car.The majority of the ride to the hospital, Dante didn't stop yelling at me for being so reckless and almost killing him along with me. And I had to remind him that I never told him, even once, that he had to follow me into the burning building.The glare I received after that comment should have been enough to kill me right where I sat.I will have to admit however, that my eyes kept watering once in a while no matter how many times I tried to blink them away or wipe them from the corner before they could slid down my cheek

The setting could not be awkward and nerve-wracking anymore than it already is.My husband and my father were having a face off, standing freakishly close to each other as they exchanged words.My father wanted to take me back to Viper City, and Jacopo was not having any of it."Eza is my wife. My responsibility. She is staying here, where I am, and that is the end of this conversation." Jacopo snapped.My father stepped closer to Jacopo."Stop it, dad." I whispered, but of course, he wouldn't listen to me."Do you two need us to leave the room for you?" Dante asked, breaking the ice.My husband and father glared at Dante for his comment, yet he looked at them as if he meant what he said, and he did not apologize for it."Right." Dante continued. "If you two are done, we would like to discuss the matter at hand here. Shall we?" He said, staring at Jacopo as if he was waiting for him to continue.Instead of just jumping at the conversation and doing what Dante wanted him to do, Jacopo

My father stepped closer to me, sitting on the edge of the bed and giving his back to the rest of the room."Bella?" He softly called out, his voice low so the rest won't hear him. "This place is not safe for you anymore. I need to take you back home and...""Dad?" I called out as softly as I could. "I am not going anywhere but my home here. Safety is not guaranteed, whether it's here or in your city. But I'd rather be here.""Why, Bella?" He asked, desperation in his voice.I looked past his arm towards my husband, who had his eyes on my father and I. "I have a reason to stay and someone to stay with." I replied, my eyes still on Jacopo, my heart wildly beating at the realization of how much I enjoyed being here with that man despite the rocky start we had.My father remained silent for a few seconds, his eyes moving from left to right as if he was trying to think of what he would say to me next that would make me change my mind.My father glanced over his shoulder towards Jacopo an

I lay in bed next to Jacopo, staring at his side profile.Even after hours had passed from the passionate moment we had spent, my heart refused to settle down, and so did the butterflies swarming my stomach. I could still feel his lips pressed against my own. I could still feel his fingers brushing through the strands of my hair. I could still feel his strong arm wrapped around my waist.My goodness.The man succeeded in stealing my breath and my heart all at the same time. Those three short but big words were hanging from the tip of my tongue, and if Jacopo hadn't silenced me with the deep kiss that followed after each breath we took to feel our lungs with oxygen, I would have said them to him.By the time Jacopo groaned for the third time and I knew he was in pain, I finally pulled away. I could tell that Jacopo was exhausted down to the bone, and so was I. There was no need for either of us to go to my bedroom. So, we settled for Jacopo's room.It didn't take long for Jacopo to fa

Jacopo Nicolo...I let out a soft groan, my body tense with pain. My eyes fluttered open, and damn it, I already needed to go back to sleep.The light was off, but I didn't have to have my vision to know that the spot where my Eza was sleeping was empty.I moved my hand over to her pillow and frowned when I felt how cold it was.I pushed myself up to a sitting position with a groan, feeling my wound stretch in the most uncomfortable way."Eza?" I called out, throwing my eyes around the room in hopes of finding her figure standing somewhere.I didn't get a reply, my call hanging in the air, making my heart a bit faster.I pushed myself to my feet before turning the light on.I glanced towards the bathroom in case she was in there. No luck.I walked out of my bedroom."Eza?" I called out again, reaching for her bedroom door and pushing it open. There was no sign of there in there as well."Eza?" My voice grew more and more desperate as I turned around and walked to my office.I was