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 4
Three months have passed and it was the same every single day. I would wake up, eat, sometimes with Hades, and then go for check-ups.
I got used to the routine and I was honestly more than fine with how things are right now. This way, I wouldn't get too stressed, and it is safer for the baby this way.
I was supposed to be just at home, but here I am on my way to Hades' parent's house since they wanted to check up on me. They said they wanted to personally come to our house since Hades wasn't answering them but I was afraid Auntie Helena would tell them the truth that Hades and I weren't getting along well.
Not to mention that we're sleeping on separate beds.
"Miss...we're here." The driver said and I thanked him as I took a deep breath before getting out.
As soon as I got out their butler came to greet me and led me to where my in-laws were.
I was fidgeting non-stop, my heart racing since this is the first time I'll be talking to them alone.
The butler led me to a huge hallway and I could see their family portraits hanging on the walls.
One portrait caught my attention. It was the picture of Hades when he was younger, he was smiling brightly, and with his side was... my sister.
They really were close, huh?
"Miss, this way." The butler pulled me out of my stupor and I nodded and walked slowly to the double doors.
I was then greeted by Aunt Tessia and Uncle Richard. They were sitting perfectly as they waited for me.
"Cassy, dear, how are you?" Aunt Tessia stood immediately and pulled me into a warm embrace.
"I'm fine, Aunt Tessia," I said softly.
She leaned back and raised a brow. "Still calling me that? I've told you so many times-just call me mom."
I hesitated, my fingers curling into my dress before I forced the word out.
"M-mom."
Her face lit up. "See? Much better, that wasn;t so hard was it?" she said happily.
"Tessia, don't overwhelm the child, can't you just act relaxed for one second." Uncle Richard chuckled from his seat, folding his newspaper as he smiled at me.
"Oh shut up! As if you're not excited to see her here. After months of trying we finally got to see Cassy again. I swear, that unruly son of yours is buiding walls aorund her."
I just gave a stiff smile, while Uncle could only shake his head at how his wife was acting.
We soon started chatting and they kept asking me questions, particularly about Hades and I. I just told them some sweet lies, and they seem to know something since they kept asking one question over and over.
"Are you sure Hades isn't mistreating you?" Auntie Tessia asked, and just like every time she asked me, I would just nod and say "yes".
She eventually gave up and sighed, massaging her temples.
She studied my face for a long moment before sighing and rubbing her temples again. "You're as stubborn as my son."
"If she says everything's fine, then that should be enough for us," Uncle Richard said calmly.
I smiled at them, hoping it looked reassuring.
"Fine, fine, I won't pry. I just can't help but get worried. Every time I ask Hades about you he would always sucessfully change the topic." Auntie glanced at me, trying to see if I'd break. But I remained in character.
"You don't have to worry. Hades is treating me really well." I lied.
"Hmmm..." She though for a moment, before she slowly gave me a satisfied smile.
"Okay. I guess you wouldn't have any reason to lie to me. Just...if you need anything, anything at all, don't hesitate to call us," Aunt Tessia said.
"I will," I promised, standing up.
"It's getting late. You should head home," she added.
They walked me to the front door and I maintained my act until we got out of the gates, only then did I broke the mask on my face.
I sighed triumphantly.
Phew!
That unexpectedly went well.
The ride back was long and quiet. I stayed awake the entire time, staring out the window as the highway stretched endlessly ahead.
I was looking at the blurring cars that we passed by, and all of a sudden, the car stopped abruptly.
What the...
"Sorry miss. There seems to be an accident up ahead." My driver said as he got out to check what is happening.
I waited patiently in the car and I tried to see what was happening and noticed there were flashing lights and a strange commotion up the road.
What's going on?
I glanced down at my phone. The screen glowed an alarming red.
What is happening?
I looked at my phone and it was glaring bright red.
"What is this?" I mumbled, looking at the security protection app that my cousin installed for me in case of any accident.
Just as I looked back up, a bright white light swallowed my vision as a truck came rushing on our side.
At that moment, all I could think of was my baby.
I didn't care what happened to me.
Just... please. Spare my child.
I squeezed my eyes shut as the car jolted violently.
"Hades..." I breathed.
The impact was deafening.
Glass shattered, and I was thrashed violently inside.
My body was thrown forward, pain exploding everywhere at once. The world spun, and just as quickly it got silent.
Too much silence.
I tried to move but I couldn't feel my legs. My ears rang so loudly it drowned out everything else. Warmth spread across my abdomen, and terror unlike anything I'd ever known clawed up my throat.
"No... no, no, no..." I whispered weakly, my hands trembling as they hovered over my stomach.
Please.
Please be okay baby.
I don't know how long it has been, but soon sirens wailed in the distance. There were distant voices shouting in a panicked voice. Everything faded in and out, my vision darkening at the edges as I tried to claw out of the vehicle, even though it was useless.
"I h-have...to keep...my baby...safe."
I looked at the only light that I could see.
Right before consciousness slipped away, one thought burned through me.
Hades... Please save our baby.
And then everything went black.
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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.