Wedcuffed
This is not your regular arranged marriage love story.
It is layered, intense, and rooted in an emotional journey. This story contains mature themes and complex characters. The female lead is not weak, nor is she waiting to be saved—she is on her own journey, growing through pain, survival, and strength. If you’re looking for a light-hearted love story with cliché romance and guaranteed happy endings, this one might not be for you.
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Sarah Darrell always longed for a simple life. But life never played fair. Scarred by an abusive childhood and teenage years marked by cruelty from her stepmother and stepsister, Sarah made a choice—to leave behind her city, her home, and her so-called family. Five years later, at 26, she returns to New York City as a strong, independent woman to take over her late mother’s company and fulfil her last wish.
Adrian Parker, is the magnetic CEO of the world’s leading tech empire. He’s sharp, composed, and devastatingly handsome. Unlike other billionaires, Adrian believes in loyalty, and his heart is set on marrying Jessica, the woman he’s built a life with.
But fate has other plans.
When Sarah and Adrian cross paths, their worlds shift in ways neither of them expected.
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Chapter: Chapter 363Sarah POVThe first thing I remember after the blur of hard work is the sound. Not the chaos of moved quickly footsteps, no longer Alessandro’s steady, grounding voice urging me thru every contraction, no longer even the ragged cries torn from my personal throat, however hers.A small, fragile cry that appeared too sensitive to pierce the air, and yet it did, slicing via the haze of ache and exhaustion with a clarity that rooted itself into my heart. The room, the nurses, the machines, it all fell away till there was handiest that sound, after which the weight of her in opposition to my chest.A daughter.Our daughter.The phrases tumbled through my mind, as if pronouncing them silently might by hook or by crook make them greater actual. I bear in mind the warmth of her tiny frame, damp with start, pressed against my skin, the way her fists clenched and unclenched like she become already accomplishing for the world.My world.Hours later, the frenzy of the transport room is lengthy go
Last Updated: 2025-08-30
Chapter: Chapter 362Sarah POVThe world tilted and blurred in a hurry of mild and movement the instant Alessandro scooped me into his fingers. His grip turned into firm, nearly fierce, as even though he should protect me from the hurricane tearing through my body. I should see the stress in his jaw, the muscle there flexing tight with determination.His lips brushed in opposition to my hairline, and his voice got here low and constant, an anchor cutting through the haze of ache.“Hold on, amore. Just breathe. I’ve got you.”Another contraction ripped through me, sharper and deeper than the last, tightening across my stomach like iron bands. A strangled cry escaped my throat, and instinctively I clutched at his shoulder, my nails biting into the material of his shirt.He didn’t recoil, he did his best and held me nearer, his stride brief and functional as he carried me down the steps.The hallway stretched before us, but all I could consciousness on have been the 2 small figures frozen at the bottom of th
Last Updated: 2025-08-30
Chapter: Chapter 361Sarah POVFew months LaterThe morning light spread across the curtains, warm and gold coloring all it touched with a soft gleam. From the kitchen, the air carried a faint smell of fresh coffee mixing with the clean linen scent of the sheets.I moved against the pillows set behind me, a hand falling upon the round curve of my belly. The baby stirred beneath my touch, a flutter that told me someone was there.Sometimes I could not believe this was my life. For years, I lived in fear. My body held unseen bruises as it held scars no one else saw. Mornings such as this felt impossible, like something for other people. But here, in this house, surrounded by safety, laughter along with love, I felt as if life had been written anew for me, every page inked in second chances.Alessandro had been near all morning fretting over whether I should get out of bed.His protective side.Before he could swoop in, a smaller figure darted forward. With a serious look on his three-year-old face, went to
Last Updated: 2025-08-30
Chapter: Chapter 360Sarah POVTwo yearsIt’s odd how those words feel impossibly long yet painfully short at the same time. It's been two years of our marraige, since Alessandro and I stood together, with our hearts shaking but steady, and promised forever. At that time, forever felt so fragile, Something I dreaded was life breaking apart as it had so many times previously. And now we sit here every day laughing, with our boys turning our lives in a fairy tale. When I woke up that morning, I felt a small but heavy weight of Gabriel on us, and his hand was wrapped around Alesandro's shirt, which he was clutch as he always used to do when he used to enter bed at night. Across the room, Elias slept well in his cradle, her little chest rises and falls completely, with a little sound of breath in the cool.I then looked at Alesandro because he lay there, and my heart melted because he was resting in sleep, holding some morning light with the right masculine dark stubble on his jaw. Even after everything we h
Last Updated: 2025-08-29
Chapter: Chapter 359Sarah POVI was walking into the golden warmth of the afternoon with two sons at my side. Gabriel, tall, strong, his short fingers tightly inserted around Alessandro's hand, although this is his greatest comfort. Elias, round and bright, mumbled happily against my shoulder, his small palm patted my collarbone like a stable drum. I am not alive anymore. I am living, breathing. Laugh. I am surrounded by love that no longer scares me.And today, we are celebrating another miracle: Amelia is turning one today.It seems impossible, almost untrue.In my mind, I can still hear the voice of Ester from that day a year ago, still trembling with tiredness. The moment I saw Amelia's small face, pink and perfect, I knew that it was a thread that would make us all even more keen. I remember Gabriel had leaned carefully over the cot, his expression fierce with determination as he whispered, “My baby.” Elias had only been a few months old then, squealing in his stroller as though announcing his app
Last Updated: 2025-08-28
Chapter: Chapter 358Sarah POVOne year laterIt’s strange how a single year can hold a lifetime of change. Sometimes, once I pause in the quiet of early mornings—before Gabriel’s little feet patter down the hallway, earlier than Elias stirs in his crib, earlier than Alessandro pulls me into his heat, I am surprised at how special existence looks now. In few years in the past, the whole thing still felt fragile, as though happiness may slip through my arms if I dared to preserve it too tightly. But now… now our household breathes with laughter, with the chaos of toys scattered throughout the floor, with the heady scent of Elias’s infant lotion and Gabriel’s crayons, with the mild hum of a family built not just from love but from resilience.I’ve long passed again to paintings, easing into the rhythm of designs and cut-off dates once more, whilst Alessandro insists on coping with the mornings with the boys adore it’s his preferred journey. And within the middle of all of it, I locate myself smiling extra w
Last Updated: 2025-08-27
Gilded Hearts
Sophia Rivera couldn't possibly be further away from his universe. Coming from a middle-class family and after the death of her father, Sophia built herself up brick by brick. She doesn't want or need saving and certainly didn't need any spoiled billionaire to validate her worth. Success for Sophia, is earned, not handed down.
Damian Hayes has it all; money, charm, and scandals. As the golden grandson of a formidable business mogul, Damian is renowned for hosting wild parties, charming beautiful women, and an utter disinterest in taking anything seriously. To him, love is just a game; loyalty is a joke, and reputation is just one more weapon in his glittered world.
Their worlds collide when Damian's grandfather enacts an ultimatum to Damien, marry Sophia or lose the empire. What was to be a quick solution to tame Damian's recklessness erupts into an all out war under one roof.
Where Damian sees Sophia as an ugly burden, ordinary, obstinate, and "Beneath His Standards," Sophia sees him as an entitle brat, arrogant, and reckless. Their marriage isn't constructed on love but is developed on defiance.
Every glance is a challenge, every conversation a battle, every touch is uncomfortable sparks neither wants to acknowledge is there.
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Chapter: Chapter 18Sophia POVTwo days the hours blended together. I sat in hospital corridors., with the sweet smell of medicine, and heard the beep of machines, that monitored the weak heart of my mother. I could hardly sleep. My brother barely talked. It was all as though by a thin thread. Today morning, when I had at last bent my head back, in the uncomfortable hospital chair and closed my eyes, I heard footsteps. They were stable, quiet, and too refined to be in such a place,. I opened my eyes and froze.Edward Hayes.He stood at the end in the corridor with two of his own staff like he carried the whole empire behind him.. His eyes became soft when he saw me.“Sophia,” he greeted in that warm, composed voice of his,. “May I see your mother?” I nodded blankly and led him inside.My mother lay half dozing, her white face so thin and wan against the white pillow, the oxygen mask fogging gently with the effort of each frail breath.Edward walked partway down the aisle. He stood for a moment by
Last Updated: 2025-12-12
Chapter: Chapter 17Damien POVThe Grand Arc Hotel was inundated with golden lights and costly perfume, a place where I belong with ease.I was known among many people, people smiled a little when they saw me, and even the mention of my last name could alter the atmosphere in the room.I was not afraid of anything in that room.Nothing in that room intimidated me.Except her.Sophia Rivera.She walked in wearing something simple—black, modest, clean.Not flashy. Not loud.Nothing like the other women who dressed like they were competing for the cover of a luxury magazine.But she—She still stood out.Not because of her clothes.Because of her confidence.Her voice.The calm way she spoke to executives twice her age.The way they actually listened.My eyes followed her across the room.At first, I was only curious to know how she was carrying herself in this elite party, but soon it turned into irritation, then into something I refused to acknowledgeEvery time she smiled softly at someone, explaining t
Last Updated: 2025-12-10
Chapter: Chapter 16 Sophia POVThe ride to Hayes Global felt longer than it ever had, even though I barely remembered how I reached here.My eyes were burning from crying through the night. Nick was still at the hospital waiting for mom to get conscious while I was here in the office, walking through Edward Hayes cabinI could feel my palms getting sweaty and cold, and my heart was hammering against my ribs loudlyAll the way coming here, I kept wondering—What condition could a man like Edward Hayes possibly place on me?He could ask for anything.Business favors.Long-term loyalty to the company.Signing a contract that would bind me to Hayes Global in some way.But the truth sat heavily in my chest the whole ride here:I have nothing to give him. Nothing a man of his power would need.Still, I needed the money.Mom needed the money.And I would do anything for her.I reached the familiar glass door.His name was etched in bold silver letters, Edward Hayes, and suddenly I felt very small.I lifted my
Last Updated: 2025-12-09
Chapter: Chapter 15Sophia POVEvery step felt uneasy on the pavement, I did not know where I was going. I had to be away from himAway from Damien Hayes.Away from the words he threw at me like knives.The word's echoes were cruel. They will never leave my mind.After a while, I finally got a cab. I quickly got inside it.The driver gave me one look in the rearview mirror, a kind, concerned look but he didn't ask anythingThank God, he didnt ask anything.I did not have the strength for speaking.The apartment seemed dark as I arrived at home, except for a small light that shone through the kitchen.I removed my heels and sighed in pain.My feet burned, and my chest hurt even more.“Mom?” I called softly.No answer.Just silence.Then—A faint sound.A soft, ragged gasp.My blood froze.I rushed into the living room—And my purse slipped from my fingers.“Mom?”She was lying on the floor, lifelessly.“Mom!” I got on my knees so fast that I could feel a wave of pain running through my legsHer face looke
Last Updated: 2025-12-08
Chapter: Chapter 14Sophia POVI soon completed my work in the office and returned home to prepare to attend the party.By the time evening arrived, my room looked like a battlefield of rejected clothes.I didn’t have anything fancy, nothing that screamed “high-level business party,” nothing designer or shimmering or elegant the way other women at Hayes Global effortlessly dressed. Just… my wardrobe.Simple. Clean. Affordable.This is going to be my first official party with so many influential people. I need to dress appropriately to make myself look betterWell, I need to figure something out quickly, I finally settled on the one outfit I knew looked decent on me, a fitted black dress with modest sleeves and a knee-length hem. It wasn’t glamorous, but it was polished. Respectable. Professional.I quickly tied my hair in a low bun, left a few soft strands by my face, and put on a little eyeliner.Just enough not to look exhausted. Just enough to catch my eyes, look more lively.But my real focus wasn
Last Updated: 2025-12-03
Chapter: Chapter 13Sophia POVAs I came out of Damien's cabin, I felt my legs stumble My body felt moved by someone else, with my mind stuck back in that place, his fingers holding my arm, his breath too close to my face.I didn’t look back.I couldn’t.My own heart beat fast. It beat in an irregular way. It was not certain it could keep time.I crossed my arms upon my chest so he would not see me shudder.Why did he touch me in that way there?Why did he grab me?Why did he lose control?But the worst question, the one that sunk my stomach was:Why did it scare me like that?Because it did.I can say it did not, but it did.I still felt the burn of his grip on my skin. That pang in my arm was not merely physical--it was the reverberation of all those moments when I had been pulled, grabbed, cornered, pressured, talked over, dismissed, told to be smaller than I am.Maybe that’s why I slapped him.I didn’t think. I just… reacted.Something within me had snapped before he could.By the time I was walking
Last Updated: 2025-12-02
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