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 38Sophia POVIt had been two days since I kissed Damian.Two days since I’d made that choiceAnd somehow… nothing had fallen apart.The kiss was an impulse from my side,. I felt the urge to kiss him, and I acted on it,. It’s not like he hasn’t done the same before,.But things had eased into something I hadn’t known how to name yet,.Work felt lighter. Not easier,Hayes Global never became easy—but lighter.People smiled at me more openly now. Not the tight, assessing smiles I’d grown used to, but warmer ones. Respectful. Curious. Almost… kind.Damian hadn’t reverted. Not even once.No sharp remarks. No icy silences. No invisible walls slamming down without warning.At lunch, he still checked in with me—nothing dramatic, just quiet consistency. A message asking if I’d eaten. A coffee appearing at my desk without commentary. A look across the conference table that lingered half a second longer than strictly professional.Even at home, the atmosphere had shifted too. We haven't kissed afte
Last Updated: 2026-02-04
Chapter: Chapter 37Damian POVThe gates of Hayes Manor closed behind us with a quiet finality,.I watched them disappear in the rearview mirror for half a second longer than necessary before turning my attention back to the road,. The mansion—its lights-, its symmetry-, its authority—felt different tonight,.Not distant.Not oppressive.Almost… earned.Sophia sat beside me, her posture relaxed in a way it hadn’t been when we arrived,. Her coat was folded neatly over her lap-, her gaze fixed on the blur of city lights outside the window,. She looked thoughtful,. Contained,. Unaware of the satisfaction slowly settling into my chest,.Tonight had gone exactly as planned.Better, even.Grandfather hadn’t just acknowledged me—he had validated me. Not as a reckless heir in need of restraint, but as someone capable of responsibility. Of leadership. Of continuity.CEO.The word surfaced again, steady and undeniable.Edward Hayes did not make casual declarations. When he hinted at retirement, when he spoke of
Last Updated: 2026-02-03
Chapter: Chapter 36Sophia POVThe office welcomed me back like it always had, chaotic with lots of pending work aside.My desk was exactly where I’d left it. Same screen. Same files. The same half-finished to-do list that now felt twice as long.A few days away didn’t sound like much on paper, but in practice it meant a backlog that demanded attention without sympathy.I slipped back into routine easily.Emails first. Then reports. Follow-ups I should’ve delegated but hadn’t. Notes from meetings I’d missed, cross-checked against timelines that refused to slow down just because I’d been abroad.This, this was familiar.No unspoken pauses. Just work, structured and predictable, asking only for competence.By the time I glanced at the clock-, it was already past one,.Lunch hour.I barely noticed,.My phone buzzed against the desk-, pulling me out of a spreadsheet,.Damian:Lunch?I stared at the screen longer than necessary,.Lunch?From Damian?For a moment, my mind rejected the message entirely, like it
Last Updated: 2026-01-19
Chapter: Chapter 35Sophia POVParis passed in soft layers rather than sharp moments.It dissolved into itself—days folding gently into one another, mornings that began with tentative plans and ended somewhere else entirely.Walks that stretched longer than intended.Coffee breaks that refused to be rushed. Conversations that didn’t feel like negotiations or power plays.Damian was… consistent.Polite in a way that didn’t feel rehearsed. Attentive without hovering. Present without demanding space. There were no taunts, no subtle reminders of hierarchy, and no commentary about what fit his world and what didn’t.And that was new.Our last morning arrived without ceremony,.The light filtering through the tall Paris windows was pale and unassuming-, like it didn’t want to intrude,. I packed slowly-, folding my clothes with deliberate care—as if neatness could preserve something fragile,. As if order might keep Paris from slipping through my fingers the moment the suitcase closed,.Damian moved around the r
Last Updated: 2026-01-18
Chapter: Chapter 34Sophia POVDinner didn’t turn into anything dramatic.And that, somehow, made it memorable.The restaurant settled around us as the courses arrived, —warm light-, clinking cutlery, the low murmur of French slipping past our table like background music,. Damian ate slowly-, asked me what I thought of the food-, listened to the answer without interrupting,.It felt… civilized.Almost normal.“So,” he said after a moment, cutting into his food, “Paris. Any expectations?”“I stopped expecting things this week.” I shook my head.That earned a small smile. Not sharp. Not amused. Just honest.“Fair,” he said. “Then what would you like to see? If you do go out.”“If?” I raised a brow.“I’m trying not to assume anymore,” he replied.“I’d like to walk. Mostly. Maybe museums if I'm not exhausted. Cafés. Somewhere quiet.” I spoke“Not the Eiffel Tower?” he asked lightly.“Maybe from a distance,” I said. “I don’t need to be under it to feel like I’m in Paris.”"You sound like someone who’s been he
Last Updated: 2026-01-16
Chapter: Chapter 33Damian POVI was checking my phone when the elevator doors opened,.I looked up out of habit—nothing more—and forgot how to breathe,.Sophia stepped into the lobby like she belonged there,. Not because of the hotel, or Paris, or the fact that my last name followed hers now—but because she looked settled inside herself. Calm. Certain.The dress stopped me cold.It was a deep, winter red—subtle, elegant, chosen with intention rather than desperation. It didn’t cling or shout. It simply belonged to her-, the kind of quiet confidence that didn’t ask to be noticed yet made it impossible to look away,.Her hair fell loose down her shoulders-, unstyled in a deliberate way-, as if she hadn’t tried to impress anyone—and succeeded anyway,. The makeup was minimal-, soft, enhancing rather than transforming,. She looked… composed. Grounded,. Beautiful in a way that felt effortless,.I hadn’t seen her like this before,.Not even on our wedding day—because then-, I’d been too consumed by my anger-,
Last Updated: 2026-01-15
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