All Chapters of Married to a monster : Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

THE ESCAPE“I will never marry him!” Kristen screamed, tears streaming down her face. She sprang to her feet and rushed to the door. “Let me out of here! I’m not a prisoner!” she shouted, banging her fists against the door that had been locked from the outside. “Please… please,” her voice faltered as she slid down to the cold floor, sobbing in despair, realizing that no one was coming to her rescue. Exhausted, she drifted into an uneasy sleep.Awakened by the sound of the door creaking open, Kristen saw Josephine, the maid, standing there. “Please, help me! I need to get out of this house!” Kristen pleaded desperation in her voice. The maid looked at her with deep sympathy, fully aware that she had no power to assist.“Madam asked you to wear this,” Josephine said, placing a long white dress on the bed while glancing at Kristen, who sat on the floor in disbelief. “I’ll come back for you in thirty minutes,” she added, turning to leave and locking the door behind her.“No!… No!!” Kriste

DARK ROOMCarlo stormed into Kristen’s room, causing her to flinch in surprise. A wave of fear washed over her as she trembled, watching him approach with anger burning in his eyes.“What do you want from me?” Kristen asked, fear building up as he walked up to her.“ how dare you defy my orders and disrespect me in front of my maid” Carlo yelled as he grabbed her arms and lifted her from the bed. “You want to be stubborn? You want to show me how strong-headed you are right? I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget for the rest of your life.” he said dragging her out of the bed down to the floor. “No, please stop you're hurting me” she screamed while trying to release her arms from his grip.“Ohh, you're still proving hot head you little brat? I'll show you what happens to people who defy me” he said lifting her to his shoulder and grabbing her very tightly. “Let me go… let me go” she cried while hitting his back hoping he would release her, but to no avail, as he headed to the doo

REGRETThe Wilson Mansion“What have I done?” Mr. Wilson muttered as he paced anxiously in his office, sipping whisky from a glass. “How could I have been foolish enough to marry off my daughter to that ruthless man? What has he done to her? Why was she in the hospital, and why won't he let anyone see her?” A torrent of questions flooded his mind, but no one was there to provide answers. He lacked the courage to confront Don Carlo; the man was capable of crushing him without a second thought. “But Kristen…” The image of her face haunted him. He remembered the encounter at the hospital when their eyes met, it was filled with so much hatred. Would she ever forgive him? “That manipulative woman,” he grumbled in frustration. He had loved Carolina so deeply that he followed her every word without question, and now he had lost his beloved daughter—the little girl his wife, Christiana, had entrusted to him on her deathbed. “Promise you'll love and take care of our baby girl when I’m gone

THE WEIGHT OF HER SINSKristen sat on the edge of the bed, crutches beside her, her ankle throbbing with every shift of her weight. The pain was constant, but it was the least of her worries. It was the silence that weighed on her the most. The heavy quiet that seemed to fill the room, thick with everything left unsaid.The door creaked open, and she didn’t even look up.Carlo entered the room, his presence unmistakable, like a dark storm closing in. He didn’t speak right away, but his eyes were on her, watching her like she was a puzzle he was still trying to solve.Kristen felt her blood begin to boil. She couldn’t let him walk in here, acting like he hadn’t just thrown her into the depths of a life she never wanted. She couldn’t let him think she was broken, that she’d let him get away with what he’d done.“So,” she said, breaking the silence, her voice dripping with disdain. “Decided to show up finally?”Carlo didn’t flinch at her tone. He crossed the room slowly, his movements de