Match made in Hell : Chapter One (2022)

A/N : A marriage is said to bring two hearts together. But what happens when one heart is already broken and the other heart cold and oblivious to love. Hope you like this chapter. Let me know what you think.

Pairing : Mob! Tom Holland x Reader

Summary : you always wanted a simple life but to be born as the daughter of a dangerous mobster turned out to be a curse for you. Everything changes when your father gets your lover killed and forcefully marries you off to another mobster as a part of a deal. You hate your father and your husband the only thing you seek is now revenge. Will you ever be able to fall in love again or this burning hatred inside you will consume you?

Warnings : 18+, mentions of sex, mature content, misogyny, language, flashback in italics.

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Match made in Hell : Chapter One (1)

“Oh! Jesus!” You gasped as you entered your room and saw Tom sitting on your bed.

“Who the hell allowed you in my room?"

"I’m your fiancé mafia Barbie. I don’t need anyone’s permission to get in your room.” He mocked, eyes glancing down to your empty ring finger and he frowns immediately.

“Where’s your engagement ring?"

"Don’t know, don’t care.” You shrugged. “Why are you even here 4,000 miles away? Don’t you have someone to kill or beat to death?” You asked irritated.

“I do but seeing my beautiful fiancéeand spending Christmas with her is far more important."

"Well thank you for officially ruining my Christmas.” You grumbled while Tom’s whole attention was back on his phone.

“Can I ask you something?"

"Yeah go on.” He said, eyes still glued on to his device.

“Why did you agree to this stupid agreement between our families?"

He stopped scrolling on his device and looked up at you."It’s what is best for both of our family business."

"How can you say this is the best thing to do? I mean look at us. First of all I never liked you and secondly I’m just 18 and you are just 21. Don’t you want to live your life we are too young to get married.” You ranted.

“We are already living our lives Y/N” He said “Our families delayed the wedding just so your wish to study business management at Harvardis fulfilled and till then I will be working as the underboss. It’s a win win baby.” You scoffed rolling your eyes as he continues.

“Technically you will be 21 and I will be 24 when we get married. And..” He smirked, eyes roaming up and down your figure. He stood up and walked until he stood barely an inch in front of you. He reached out his hand and brushed a strand of hair behind your ear.

“With a body like that” His eyes lingering on your chest before coming back to your eyes “I don’t think we will have any problems."

"Hands off you perv!” You swat his hand away annoyed. He lets out a carefree laugh.

“What if I say no?” You said haughtily. He chuckled as he finds your question foolish.

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“Darling no one cares what you want. Your mere existence is just to seal this deal.” His hand reached up to cup your cheek.

“In three years you and I’ll be married. I really don’t understand what you are complaining about. You get to live the luxurious life you are used to bonus you get a handsome hunk like me to satisfy you every night.” He said with his usual smug grin.

“Well FYI, I already have someone to satisfy my needs and he does it really well” You retorted with a mischievous grin as you notice Tom’s face tense up. “What happened baby boy thought I was saving my innocence for you?” You pouted taunting him.

“You are far away from innocent, darling I’m very well aware of that. He said tilting your chin up to him. ‘‘And it’s fine at least you will be a little ready for me. I really don’t want to hurt my princess on our first night when I make love to you.” You cringed at the thought of sleeping with him.

“Too much overconfidence is not at all attractive, Holland.” You mocked as his eyes grew darker and before you could know he roughly pressed his lips to yours, your eyes went wide as he caught you off guard. You tried to push him off but he won’t budge. His arms wrapped around your waist, pressing his body firmly against you. His tongue tries to pry open your mouth but you refused to grant him access as you bit down hard on his lower lip drawing in some blood. He groans in pain as he backs off.

“Kinky are we.” He has a smug grin on his face as he rubs off the blood from his lip. “I can’t wait to hear you scream my name on our wedding night."

"Are you really so desperate that you have to force someone to marry you? You’re pathetic!” You snapped and Tom loses his temper. He had enough of your bickering as he slammed his hands beside you caging you against the wall.

“Aww did I just hit a nerve.” You tsked looking directly into his glowering eyes.

“You know you are actually lucky that I like you or else I don’t tolerate this kind of behavior that too from my would be wife.”

“Well that’s so kind of you Thomas. But truth hurts.” You snickered riling him up even more.

“Let me make this very clear to you for the one last time don’t you ever dare talk to me like that again, do you understand? Or else the people you love will end up dead starting with your temporary boy toy.” He seethed.

“You will not lay a finger on Ethan.” You warned him glaring.

“Aww now did I hit a nerve huh?” He grinned bringing his index finger to your face tracing your jawline.

“Well princess, have as much fun as long as you can and daydreaming of a happy life with that peasant because you are mine and you will fulfill your duty as my wife whenever I please.”

“GO. TO. HELL.” You gritted under your teeth.

“We are a match made in hell princess.” He chuckled darkly.

****

You are now in London sitting in your bridal suite contemplating on the mockery fate made of you. The life you were always trying to escape in a few hours you will be permanently bound to that life. The past one week was the toughest days of your life as you spent most of your time cursing yourself for Ethan’s death. You didn’t even get to mourn him properly. And the person who is responsible for all of this now you have to call him your husband.

In no time you are dressed in a white bustier corset and matching lace underwear. The seamstress zips you up into your wedding dress and helps you with your veil.Your mother walks in after sometime and her eyes were filled with tears to see her little girl all grown up and going to get married.

“You look so beautiful sweetie.” She says as you force a smile. Your mother knew the mental turmoil you are going through so she didn’t try to cheer you up with encouraging words instead she wanted you to be ready for the next phase of your life. Being a Mob boss’s wife isn’t just to be decked up in shining jewelry and look pretty. It’s all about courage, wit and the constant tussle with death.

“You do remember what I taught you the day you got to know about your daddy’s job? That -"

”…in this business of ours, the women always walk the razor’s edge. The men are the gangsters, but us, the molls, we use our wiles, our cunning, a hand on an elbow, a whisper in an ear, to manage things from behind the scenes.“ You finished the sentence for her.

"Good, always remember that you’ll need it even more now.” She advises firmly gazing into your eyes. Your mother has always been your strength, a best friend, a guide to every step in your life and you don’t know how are you gonna survive what is to come without her.

“I’ll miss you mom” You sniffle.

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“No don’t cry Y/N, tears are for the weak.” She wipes your tears away.

“Mija” Your father walks into the room. Though you hated this man but you swear you saw the corners of his eyes wet. He comes up to you and cradles your face gently with his large palms.

“You don’t have to pretend that you care about me so can we just cut this short and go ahead to seal your deal?” You say with disdain in your voice.

“I know you are angry with me and you have every right to be but always remember you will always be your daddy’s little princess” He says “You are always welcome home anytime you like. And if that bastard does anything wrong to you just tell me and I’ll remove his name from this earth.”

“Well I’m flattered with your concern, now can we go?” You scowl and Victor sighs.

After the bridesmaids and groomsmen walked down the aisle. It is your turn next. Your father held out his arm as you link your arm to his.

‘‘You ready Mija?’’ Your father whispers.

Hell no, you were never ready for this. You wanted to run away from this but now there is no escape. You take a deep breath nodding your head in affirmation.

Your father places a gentle kiss on the crown of your forehead before pulling down the veil over your face. You start to walk slowly as soft music to plays in background. You look around through your veil to see numerous guests present to attend the ceremony. Your grip tightens on the bouquet of peonies in your hand out of anticipation and then you see him standing at the aisle as suddenly all fear and nervousness in you changed to disgust and anger.

Tom is dressed in a black tux, hair gelled to the side. He wore his usual business face though his eyes had a certain kind of sparkle seeing you walking towards him.

Your heart was pounding faster than usual as you now stand in front of him. Your father releases your hand and turns you to face him. He lifts up your veil and gives you a last hug. Tom’s hard expression falls for a while seeing you unveiled but hardens again as he shakes your father’s hand. Your father then hands your hand to Tom and walks away to take a seat beside your mother in the front row. Tom takes your hand gently and lifts up to his lips with a smile.

“Dearly beloved, we have gathered here to witness the marriage of Thomas Stanley Holland and Y/N Martinez.” The priest addresses. “The couple have written their own vows and will recite them to each other. Y/N, would you please start?"

You take a deep breath before reciting the vows that you were forced to learn by heart though you don’t mean any of it "I Y/n Martinez take you Thomas Stanley Holland as my lawfully wedded husband. I choose you and promise to choose you as my husband every day we wake. I will love you in word and deed. I will laugh with you, cry with you, grow with you, and craft with you. To be your kin and your partner in all of life’s adventures is all I could hope for in the world. Loving what I know of you and trusting what I don’t yet know, I give you my hand. I give you my love. I give you myself, the good, the bad, and the yet to come. For richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, as long as we shall live.” ‘And I promise you an eternity of hell’ the last line you recited in your mind and you meant every word of it.

The priest then looked at Tom ,“ Thomas will you please recite your vows?” Tom looks straight into your eyes

“I, Thomas Stanley Holland, take you Y/n Martinez as my lawfully wedded wife. You have made me the happiest man in the world today by agreeing to share your life with me. I promise to cherish and respect you. I promise to care for you and protect you. I promise to comfort you and encourage you. I promise to be with you for all of eternity. For richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, as long as we shall live.” He says softly as if he meant each and every word he said. For a moment your eyes met but you looked away immediately.

“Now for exchanging the rings.” One of the groomsmen came forward, his hair curly and reddish brown, you recognized him from your engagement party. He is Tom’s younger brother Harry. He had a small velvet box containing two rings both pure gold bands. The larger ring was broad with a strip of diamonds at the center and the smaller ring was slimmer a square cut diamond in the middle while the band was encrusted with small circular diamonds.

“Y/N please take the ring and place it on Thomas’s left ring finger whilst reciting with this ring I wed” The priest instructs.

“With this ring, I wed.” You say while sliding the ring.

“Thomas you do the same as well."

"With this ring, I wed.” He places the smaller ring on your finger. .

“By the power vested upon me I pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride.” Stated the priest. And this was the moment you were dreading the most.

Tom’s hand goes to the small of your back, the other hand reaching up to caress your cheek. Your body stiffened at his touch, his gaze is intense as he lowers his head brushing his lips across yours. You had to reciprocate parting your lips as you kissed softly closing your eyes. You could hear the guests clapping as flashes went off from the cameras capturing the moment. You pulled away and turned facing the guests smiling. He takes your hand in his and walks down the aisle.

“See you in a few minutes Mrs. Holland.” He says to you smiling. You forced a smile in return before you were guided back to your suite for a costume change.

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You are now dressed into a strapless black cocktail dress a clutch in your hands as you walked through the hallway your heels clicking against the wooden floor. You were met with Tom near the huge doors leading to the reception hall.

“Shall we, love?” He held out his hand for you, you slipped your arm into his. The doors opened as you walked inside the hall and you were met with loud cheering and clapping from the guests. You walked further and started to mingle with guests having small conversations. Everyone was smiling, drinking flutes of champagne and eating the appetizers being passed on by the ushers.

“You two make a lovely couple.” An elderly woman remarks.

“Thank you.” You acknowledge her politely.

You really felt that your jaws are going to fall off putting up this fake smile. Your eyes kept searching the whole place and finally you sighed a relief when you found two familiar faces. Lauren and Tiffany, your bridesmaids and best friends since your school days.

“Y/N!!” They squeal in excitement as you round up for a group hug.

“Girl you got your hands to some really hot stuff.” Lauren teases.

“Well the ones we walked down the aisle weren’t bad either.” Tiffany giggles. Your best friends were totally oblivious what actually went down behind this marriage. They only knew that you being a good and loving daughter agreed to your parents wishes of marrying the man they chose for you.

“Hello ladies.” Tom’s voice deep but smooth as he eavesdropped in your conversation. Lauren and Tiffany both jumped in surprise almost spilling their drinks as they moved to your side. He chuckles before shaking their hands in a friendly gesture. He introduced them to the groomsmen though you have already met them before. They chatted for a while before the announcement was made for everyone to take their respective seats.

Everyone went to their allocated tables as you were led to the bigger table in the middle of the room assigned for the bride and groom. Tom pulled out a chair for you like a gentleman, you sat. Toasts were raised as Tom’s best man Harrison and your maid of honor Lauren gave their speeches which mostly consisted of embarrassing stories which led to some good laughs. While you were listening to them Tom went to hold your hand gently but you were quick to pull away your hand to his dismay.

The evening proceeded as food was served to the guests followed by your first dance. Which was another agonizingly painful moment for you dancing hand in hand with the person you hate the most in this world, pretending to be so in love. You should be given an Oscar for the brilliant act you have put up so far you thought.

After an hour or so it was time for you to leave as you paid your gratitude to the guests and said your goodbyes, exiting the hall. You stepped inside the limo with Tom that was waiting outside the venue. The whole ride went by in silence as you chose to look outside the window. Your limo arrived at your new home though you would rather call it your new prison. Tom’s family was already there to welcome you both. You stepped out of the car as Tom guided you up the stairs.

“Welcome to your new home, Y/N.” Nicole, Tom’s mother exclaimed in joy. You forced out a smile out of courtesy as you stepped inside the house looking around it curiously.

“You must be tired after the whole ceremony, we are not going to take anymore of your time. Tom, please take her to your room.”

“C'mon, love” He calls you leading you upstairs. He opens the door of his bedroom for you and steps aside. You stare at him blankly. “After you.” He motions his hand.

You cautiously stepped inside the room. The walls were of darker shade, a huge king sized bed placed in the middle of the room, the room was stuffed with flashy and expensive items which you are used to seeing since childhood.

“You like it?” He asks from behind. You chose not to answer as your eyes scanned the room.

“I know your room was more rainbows and unicorns back at NY but I rather prefer dark themes. Though you are free to change as you like.”

You walked to the dressing table and put down your clutch on the table. You toyed around with the zip before slowly opening it. Your hand went on to grab on to the switchblade inside it which you always used to carry, you know safety first.

“You have been really quiet this whole time which is strangely odd for a not so timid person like you, I’m not complaining though.” Tom chuckles, shrugging his tux off and throwing it on the bed as he unbuttons the first two buttons of his shirt. He slowly makes his way towards you. You glance at him through the mirror as he stands right behind you and knells down to your ears.

“You looked so gorgeous, princess couldn’t take my eyes off you.” His voice low and sensual, his hot breath ghosting your skin.

“I have been waiting for this day when you are finally mine.” His hands held your bare shoulders as you shudder at the contact of his large calloused palms making him smirk. He trails his fingers over your collar bones gliding down your arms whilst he brushes his lips gently down your throat to the nape of your neck. One of his hands comes forward wrapping above your chest.

You suddenly move one hand above his elbow and one hand below it so your hands are on both sides of the elbow and one strong movement step and swing your entire body yanking him around. You push him hard pinning him against the adjacent wall drawing the knife right at his chest. Tom was taken aback by your action but was quick enough to grab your wrist with both of his hands and stop you from piercing the blade right into his heart.

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“Don’t. you. ever. dare. to. touch me again!” You growl, glaring at him.

“Is this some new kind of foreplay?” He quips. You press the blade even more into his chest making him wince a small red spot forms contrasting against his white shirt.

“Woah easy there, love.” He chuckles painfully “Don’t want to attend a funeral just after your wedding, do you?"

"Well wouldn’t that be the happiest day of my life?” You say sarcastically trying to press the knife even more. You both wrestle a little bit as Tom held on to you wrists with a death grip which was hurting you and surely will leave marks but you were never taught to give up. Both of you grunting fighting for dominance.

“Can we just talk this out in a more civil way eh? Where you don’t use that and I don’t lose my temper in the process.” Tom suggests releasing your wrist from his grip as you step back. Both of you gasping at the sudden adrenaline surge you both went through.

“So what action of mine triggered your inner tigress?” He quips after catching his breath.

“Don’t act so naïve that doesn’t suit you.” You snap.

“All this hatred just for some random bloke?”

“He wasn’t a random guy, I loved him!"

"Then learn to love me” He says coldly. “and it doesn’t look good professing your love for someone else in front of your newly wedded husband.”

“Husband my foot! You are a murderer. You killed Ethan!” You spat.

“C'mon darling now that’s an exaggeration, your father did the killing, I being a dutiful son in law who was worried about his fiancée helped him find you."

"And you aren’t even guilty for it?”

“Not an inch.” he shrugs casually. “Couldn’t let him escape with something that’s exclusively mine, can I?"

"Exclusively yours? Is that what I’m for you? An object? A prized trophy to win?"

"Well I love you too, darling. After all, you are my wife now.” His hand reaches out to cup your face and you swat him away disgusted.

“I’ll never accept you as my husband! So you have two options now either you file an annulment or be in a meaningless, loveless relationship.”

“You are messing with the wrong person, darling. I’m no more the underboss, I bloody own this empire now and there’s no escaping me.” his voice is borderline threatening.

You bark out a laugh. “If you think that you can force me into this marriage then let me make this clear, I’ll never hesitate to take my life.” You threaten him placing the knife on your left wrist. "And if anything happens to me even though my daddy is a monster he loves me like hell and he will destroy you and your family."

Tom raises his eyebrows amused. "You really think so low of me? Well my dear one thing I can assure you I will never force you into anything against your will. I would rather die at your hands.”

“Good for you then as I have no interest in killing you because that will be too easy on you, I want to see you suffer. You once told me that we are a match made in hell right? Well honey now I’ll literally turn your life into hell.” you promise him with determination in your eyes. “You wanted to have me as yours, I’ll make sure it never happens. I’ll be right beside you everyday, every night but still far from your reach. For the world we may look like a happily married couple but within these four walls I’ll be your biggest nightmare!”

“Well then I’m game for it princess.’’ His lips curl up to a smirk. ‘‘And let me also promise this to you that one day you will break for me, you will crave for me, for my love, you will beg for my touch and I will gladly wait for that day."

Both of you continue to glare into each other’s eyes. Maybe this is what happens when two titans clash.

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match made in hell (plural matches made in hell) (idiomatic) A marriage that is likely to be unhappy or unsuccessful because the two people are very incompatible with each other. (idiomatic) A very unsuccessful or conflicting combination of two people or things.

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: two people perfectly suited to each other. Everyone thought that they were a match made in heaven.

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The phrase 'match made in heaven' is usually said when a couple look like they are just perfect for each other. Example in use: Looks like Michael and Shir are about to get hitched soon, they are really a 'match made in heaven'.

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Years active2005–present
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Prov. You cannot foretell who will marry whom.; Two people may love each other very much but may end up not marrying each other, and two people who do not even know each other may marry each other in the end.

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But whether your marriage is made in heaven or on earth, it is recognized in heaven because it was solemnized in the church. All parties, therefore, have a responsibility to make it work. I have said it before; only one spouse cannot make a marriage work, no matter how good he/she is.

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Made in Heaven (メイド・イン・ヘブン Meido in Hebun) is a Stand belonging to Enrico Pucci, featured in the sixth part of JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, Stone Ocean. This Stand is the final metamorphosis in a chain following Whitesnake and C-Moon; one of the very last elements of the plan referenced in DIO's Diary.

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