Chained: A Second Chance At Marriage
Obsessed with her sister's best friend, Cassandra orchestrates a desperate scheme to trap Hades into marriage through a pregnancy he never wanted. But her dream quickly turns into a cold, domestic hell. Hades remains hopelessly in love with her sister, Klare, treating Cassandra with nothing but venom and disdain.
Can love really come after marriage? Or will it bring nothing but pain?
If you have a second chance at building your life again, will you take it or risk on a second chance?
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Chapter 1
Marrying Hades was my biggest dream.
He was my older sister's best friend. I basically grew up with him even though we really haven't interacted much.
I always wished he would look at me the same way he looks at my sister, Klare.
But no...I was always invisible to his eyes.
I craved for his attention yet he only sees her. I tried to get him to notice him but I was always ignored. I reached a point where I became crazy for him.
While he was drunk, he confessed to me, but it wasn't really me he was confessing to, his words of love were for, Klare.
I became desperate. And because of my desire for him, I did the most horrible thing imaginable.
I made sure to chain him to me for good. To keep him away from my sister for good!
I hated it! I hated him so much that I dare not resist when he kissed me. I didn't push him, in my mind, if I can't have his heart, then Klare can't have him either.
I became pregnant with his child. And when our parents found out, they immediately prepared our wedding date.
My sister was heart broken, but she couldn't speak up about her feelings. So she chose to go overseas and finish her studies there. Away from me, and away from Hades.
A part of me felt guilty, but I shook the thought away, knowing that I succeeded. Hades was mine now. We were finally married.
"Congratulations, Cassy and Hades!" Hades' cousin, Brandon, congratulated us while we sat at the center of the hall where the after party was held.
I forced a smiled on my face. I was so happy right now because Hades really went through with the wedding.
Althroughout the ceremony I could feel his anger at me, but I didn't think too much of it. I know one day he will learn to love me the way I love him.
"Thanks, Brandon." Hades replied coldly, evading my gaze.
Brandon and his wife then looked at me and smiled, "I never thought you'd marry such a beautiful young lady, Hades. Be sure to take care of her." He said, and I felt my cheeks heating up from the compliment.
I turned to Hades but he was still not showing any emotion on his face.
"Hades, are you okay?" I asked, concerned.
He then snapped his eyes at me, glaring, "Don't talk to me," He said before standing up.
I shivered at his tone, and I didn't dare speak up or stop him.
He walked away leaving me completely alone. Everyone who saw it started to whisper, looking at me curiously.
"Sorry everyone, he's just a little tired." I said, bowing slightly before excusing myself.
After the reception was over, the driver drove us to our new house. I kept following Hades, tailing him like a shadow since I was still too scared to speak to him.
I was still wearing my wedding gown, and it was heavy, we were about to walk the stairs and I was starting to get tired.
I walked fast to catch up with him, and when I was almost close to him I felt my heart race.
"Hades, about what happened earlier..." I started, grabbing his shoulder, but I was taken aback when he suddenly yanked me away from him, looking at me with a disgusted expression.
"Don't touch me with your filthy hands!" He shouted, making me flinch backwards.
"I'm sor..."
"Fuck this!" He chuckled menacingly, looking at me with bloodshot eyes, and I was honestly scared at him right now.
"Let me get one things straight with you, Cassandra. This marriage is a show, the only reason why I married you is to fucking avoid a scandal for our family. If only you had just got an abortion then none of this would have happened! Klare would still be here, and I wouldn't have had to marry someone like you!" He gritted his teeth as he pointed at me.
"H-How can you say that?" I asked, my voice shivering.
He looked at me and his eyes widened for a second as if he realized what he just said. He looked away and massaged his temples as he looked at me again, but this time, he looked done with me.
"If you think that I'll ever love you then get that delusion out of your head because if I'll love one person in this life, I assure you, it is not you." He snickered, looking down at me as if I was nothing but trash in his eyes.
I felt my chest tighten and my eyes getting blurry. The next thing I know, tears started to fall from my cheeks.
I have always been great at hiding my emotions, but when it comes to him, I can't help but feel vulnerable and hurt.
"Hades..." I looked at him meaningfully, my chest rising and falling, "I love you. Please...love me too." I said, almost begging.
His brows clenched as he looked at me for a moment.
"Love you?" He smirked sarcastically.
"You will never get my love! I hate every part of you. If only you hadn't been in our life then everything would have been fine!"
I shook my head, refusing to hear a thing he says as tears continued falling down uncontrollably. His hurtful words kept stabbing me that even breathing seemed so difficult to do.
"You know what. To hell with this. I don't want to spend another second with you. I'm leaving."
He then turned his back on me, but I chased after him and hugged his back. I dropped to my knees and begged for him to stay.
I closed my eyes and kept begging him repeatedly.
"Please...Hades. Give me a chance, let me prove to you how much I love you. I will be good, I'l be a good wife, I'll do everything you say." I said.
However, he just pried my hands off, making me fall to the ground, weeping.
"Just look at yourself, Cassandra. Do you really think this marriage has any hope to begin with? If not for your petty tricks, all of this wouldn't have happened. Because of you, Klare left, the woman I love left me because of your selfishness!" He shouted, and I could only close my veyes, unable to bear to see his pained face.
"I know...it's all my fault." I whispered, "But why can't it just be me? Why did you have to love her?" I gazed at him solemnly, smiling with all the despair I've been holding in.
"If you could just look at me, Hades, just one look. If only you had looked at me all those years ago, perhaps, you could have chosen me instead of her." I looked down, my tears falling to the ground.
"You...you are crazy." He slowly backed away. He looked at me for a few seconds, clenching his hands, then he turned his heels and walked out, slamming the door shut.
I cried and cried, still kneeling on the cold tiled floors.
I slowly caressed my stomach, feeling the life growing inside me.
"Sorry if you had to hear that baby. Daddy is just angry right now. But you'll see, he will eventually accept us." I muttered in the air, crying silently as the night grew longer.
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7.2
Five years ago, I, Claire Parker, ran away for love with Daniel Carter, the broke boy everyone looked down on. But on the very day we were supposed to leave together, he abandoned me.
Overnight, I became the laughingstock of the entire city and was forced into a marriage alliance with a terminally ill man, Ryan Cooper.
Five years later, my husband died, the marriage arrangement fell apart, and the Cooper family threw me out without a shred of mercy.
Meanwhile, Daniel, the man everyone once sneered at, returned home in glory and became the hottest rising name in the business world.
And somehow, he ended up becoming my boss.
I wanted nothing to do with him, yet he kept closing in on me, cornering me with sarcasm sharp enough to draw blood.
Then one day, Daniel caught me on a date with another man.
His eyes reddened instantly as he pinned me against the wall. "Claire... are you abandoning me again?"
8.5
I woke up in the tangled black silk sheets of the Mafia Don's bed, my skin still burning from his ruthless touch in the dark.
The heavy door burst open, and his pristine wife, Bianca, looked at my bruised collarbones with visceral hatred.
Instead of having me killed for soiling her husband's bed, she offered a devil's bargain.
"You will take my place in his bed. You will be a shadow in the dark."
In my past life, I foolishly accepted, thinking her money would pay for my dying mother's hospital bills. I didn't realize the untouchable Mafia Queen was barren and just needed a disposable incubator. After I endured the Don's violent possession and birthed the Moretti heir, they cut off my mother's medicine. Then, they dragged me to a remote warehouse and suffocated me with a wet mattress to bury their dirty secret forever.
Until my last agonizing breath, I didn't understand why my absolute submission and suffering were rewarded with such a brutal, meaningless death.
Opening my eyes again, I was back on the morning after the Don first claimed me.
I knelt on the Persian rug, weeping tears of fake gratitude as Bianca handed me the cash. But the moment my escort looked away, I didn't take her fertility herbs. I bought a bitter root from an alley witch to keep my womb empty. This time, I won't give the Don a child. I'll become his darkest obsession, and use his lethal power to burn this entire family to the ground.
9.7
For three years, I was the dutiful wife of billionaire Ervin Valdez.
On our third wedding anniversary, he came home smelling of his mistress's perfume, pinned me down, and brutally mocked me.
His mistress, Sylvia, had even sent me a fake ultrasound report to force me out of the picture.
In Ervin's eyes, I was just a vicious, calculating liar who used a pregnancy to trap him into marriage.
He didn't care that I had actually lost that baby, nor did he know the trauma of my gambling father selling me to a dark club where I was assaulted by a stranger.
When I finally handed him the signed divorce papers, giving up all assets, and left the penthouse with nothing but an old suitcase, he just sneered.
"She is playing a game of hard to get. She won't last three days before she comes crying back."
He froze all my bank accounts, let his mistress humiliate me in public, and waited coldly for me to starve and beg.
He thought my entire existence relied on his wealth, completely confident that I would inevitably surrender to his control.
But he was wrong.
I calmly opened my old laptop, bypassed the complex encryptions, and looked at the dozens of unread emails from top-tier global brands begging for my return.
I resurrected my hidden identity as the legendary jewelry designer "R," and walked straight into the top design firm in Manhattan.
"It is time to find myself again."
9.7
I was seven years into a perfect relationship, engaged to the man who helped me overcome my fear of commitment. I was even secretly pregnant with our first child.
A pet-sitting gig led me straight into the heart of his betrayal-a luxury apartment he shared with his mistress of a year. She had hired me personally to discover it all.
She then framed me for stealing the family ring he had promised me. At the police station, my fiancé rushed in not to defend me, but to shield her.
When I confronted him, he shoved me. Hard.
I hit the floor and lost our baby.
In the hospital, he had the audacity to beg for forgiveness, promising we could just "try again."
I saw the guilt in his eyes and used it. I made him sign over every asset we owned as penance. The moment the money was mine, I vanished. He thought he was buying my forgiveness.
He was funding my revenge.
7.1
"You broke the first rule, Princess. That means I get to take something from you. I'll start with this," he said, tugging at my panties and a needy throb ran straight through my core.
"Kyren, don't," I tried but it was to no avail.
He roughly pulled at the flimsy material, covering my most intimate part. The sound of lace ripping, filled the room. And the cool air from the AC bit into my exposed skin.
His hands slid up my back. He unclasped my bra with ease and it soundlessly dropped to the floor. His gaze raked over my trembling form with a satisfied hunger.
"You're not a cheerleader tonight. You're just mine. And I'm going to spend the next few hours showing you exactly what happens when you break my rules," he stated, before pushing my legs wide open with his knee.
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Hailey thought she could handle the "Ice King." She thought she could seduce him, win the bet, and walk away with her heart intact. But Kyren sees right through her games. He doesn't want her seduction, he wants her submission.
As the lines between a dare and reality blur, Hailey finds herself trapped between her father's expectations and a man who wants to claim every inch of her. In a game where the rules keep changing, Hailey is about to learn that the Ice King doesn't just freeze people out... he burns them down.
9.7
She was supposed to tutor his children.
Not steal his heart.
After a brutal breakup and one very bad night, Hannah Milton becomes a live-in tutor at the powerful Walton estate-where rules are strict, emotions are buried, and falling in love is absolutely forbidden.
Benjamin Walton is older, untouchable, and completely off-limits. He's built his life on control, but Hannah's wit, warmth, and chaos threaten everything he's worked to protect.
As desire ignites and secrets surface, one woman inside the house is determined to destroy Hannah before love can win.
Because some loves aren't meant to happen...
until they do.