Married To A Monster
Zara Castellano doesn’t cry.
She doesn’t beg.
She doesn’t love.
As the only daughter of the most feared mafia family on the East Coast, Zara was raised to command armies and slit throats in silence. At twenty-three, she’s spoiled, dangerous, and untouchable. Men want her. Enemies fear her. And everyone obeys her.
Everyone… except Lucien Blake.
A self-made billionaire with no allegiance to blood or bullets, Lucien becomes the pawn in a deadly marriage contract—one that ties him to a woman he’s never met but already loathes. Zara doesn’t want a husband. She wants a pet. A toy. A man she can dominate.
Lucien isn’t used to bowing. But this time, saying “no” means death.
Thrown into a marriage forged by blood and greed, the two clash like fire and ice. Zara pushes. Lucien resists. But behind every fight is a heat they can’t escape—and a twisted attraction that might just destroy them both.
Zara doesn’t believe in love.
She believes in control.
And now, she owns a man who refuses to break.
“You don’t have to love me, Lucien.
You just have to kneel when I say so.”
NOTE: If you’ve read my other books, you know my women bite back and my men bleed beautifully for them. Married to a Monster flips the classic dark romance—this time, the monster wears red lipstick and diamond stilettos. Expect power games, obsession, hate that turns to heat, and a heroine you’ll love to fear.
This story contains dominance, manipulation, dark secrets, and psychological warfare—but always consensual.
Trigger Warnings: Violence, dark themes, emotional manipulation, power imbalance, sexual tension, sex, obsession.
Tags: Mafia Princess, Billionaire Husband, Enemies to Lovers, Forced Marriage, Dominant Heroine, Dark Romance, Power Couple.
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Chapter: CHAPTER FIFTY ONEZara’s POVThe silence in the mansion felt like punishment. The marble halls, once echoing with Lucien’s brisk steps and her clipped heels, now sat in a hush thick enough to choke on. She had known things were getting bad — the whispers, the canceled deals, the hollow look in Lucien’s eyes — but when she walked into his study that morning and saw the unopened letters stacked in a trembling pile, she finally understood what “falling” looked like.Lucien sat behind his desk, elbows propped on his knees, head buried in his hands. The man who once commanded boardrooms with a glance looked small. Vulnerable.“Lucien?” she whispered.He didn’t look up. “It’s gone, Zara.”Her brows furrowed. “What’s gone?”He looked up then — those storm-blue eyes raw with a pain that frightened her. “Everything. The contracts, the investors, the shares. The accounts are frozen. My reputation’s in shambles. They’ve linked my name to Enzo’s laundering case and… no one wants to do business with me anymore.”He
Last Updated: 2025-10-16
Chapter: CHAPTER FIFTYZARA’S POVThe sound of sirens was the first thing that tore through the silence.She woke up to pounding on the door—harsh, angry fists against the wood, echoing through the penthouse. Her heart dropped. Lucien wasn’t even out of bed when she reached for her robe, pulling it tight against her trembling body.“Zara Moretti Black?”“Yes?”“You’re under arrest for the murder of Dr. Morgan.”Her world tilted.“What?” she breathed, but the men in black suits didn’t flinch. Their badges glimmered under the morning light. For a moment, she thought she was dreaming—until she saw the handcuffs.Lucien stepped forward, half-dressed, eyes wide. “What the hell is going on?” he barked.“Sir, please step aside.”Zara’s throat closed. Her mind screamed that this couldn’t be real—she hadn’t even seen Dr. Morgan in days. But one of the agents pulled out a photo from a folder: a screenshot of her car parked outside his office last night.“That’s not possible,” she whispered. “I wasn’t there.”Lucien’s
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Chapter: CHAPTER FORTY NINEZara woke to the sound of her name.A rough whisper. Urgent. Breaking through her half-sleep like a storm.“Zara… wake up.”Lucien’s voice.Heavy, shaken, and tight like he’d been holding it together for hours.Her eyes fluttered open, disoriented by the dull light filtering through the hotel curtains. She sat up slowly, realizing she’d fallen asleep on the couch in her robe. Her laptop was still open, pages of encrypted files glowing on the screen — the ones she and Adrian had spent all night decrypting.“What time is it?” she murmured, rubbing her temple.Lucien didn’t answer right away. He just stood there, jaw clenched, eyes dark and distant.“What happened?”He swallowed hard, then finally said it:“Dr. Morgan’s been shot. In his office.”The world seemed to tilt.Her fingers froze mid-air.“What?”“They found him early this morning,” Lucien said. “Shot twice in the chest. No signs of forced entry. It looks… professional.”Zara’s pulse quickened. “No, that’s not possible. He—he w
Last Updated: 2025-10-13
Chapter: CHAPTER FORTY EIGHT ZARA’S POVThe mansion felt heavier tonight.Not quiet — just heavy. The kind of silence that presses against your ribs until it’s hard to breathe.Zara stood by the tall window, the moonlight cutting across her face. Her reflection looked like a stranger — sharp, cold, and a little too calm for someone whose world had just imploded.Her father had released her brother. That should’ve been a relief.It wasn’t.He hadn’t done it out of mercy — Don Enzo never did anything without motive. He wanted to watch, to see how far she would go, to test how much of him existed in her.She was still trembling from their last confrontation.The way his voice had dropped, almost a whisper:“You are more like me than you think.”That line wouldn’t stop replaying in her head.She hated that he was right — at least a little.Because when she looked at herself now, she didn’t see the girl who had cried for love, or the one who flinched at blood.She saw someone who had survived betrayal, death, and madn
Last Updated: 2025-10-11
Chapter: CHAPTER FORTY SEVENL U C I E NThree days.That’s how long it had been since Zara vanished. Three fucking days of sleepless nights, unanswered calls, and reports that led to nothing but dead ends and half-truths.Every hour she was gone, I unraveled more.I had searched every safehouse, every penthouse she could’ve possibly run to. The mansion felt like a tomb without her. Even the walls whispered her name, accusing me, reminding me of every way I’d failed her—again.When I finally found her, she was in a hotel by the coast. Small, discreet, expensive enough to ensure privacy but not enough to raise attention. She’d checked in under a false name—her mother’s maiden name.The same mother now haunting her through secrets and letters.I stood outside her door, hand clenched around the keycard the manager had “accidentally” given me. My chest was heavy, but I wasn’t sure if it was guilt or longing—or both.When I pushed the door open, the room smelled like her. Vanilla and smoke.She stood by the window, wr
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Chapter: CHAPTER FORTY SIXThe estate was silent when they brought him in.Two guards dragged the boy—no, not quite a boy—through the marble hallway that had seen more secrets than prayers. His wrists were bound, but his head was high, chin tilted in a defiance that looked too familiar to ignore.Don Enzo sat at the far end of the room, behind a desk of black oak that had survived three generations of violence and betrayal. His cigar burned low between two fingers, smoke curling upward like a coiled ghost.Lucien stood beside him, silent, his expression unreadable. He’d been summoned as both witness and warning. What unfolded in this room would ripple across everything they’d built.The guards shoved the newcomer into the chair opposite Don Enzo. He stumbled once, caught himself, and lifted his eyes.“Name,” Enzo said, voice cold enough to shatter glass.The boy smiled faintly. “You already know it.”Lucien’s jaw tightened. The arrogance, the tone—it was pure Enzo.Still, Enzo leaned forward. “I said your name.
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