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Betrayal clenched my chest, entwined with the storm of anger raging inside me like a tempest. My jaw tensed, my eyes reflecting the turmoil within. "He deceived us," I muttered bitterly. "This changes everything." Fitz's audacious deception ignited a furious indignation within both of us. The depth of betrayal cut deep, stirring up an emotional storm that threatened to engulf us. "We must eliminate him, and swiftly," Michael declared, firm determination resonating in his words. "He must answer for this deception." I nodded in agreement, my expression reflecting a resolute determination. The betrayal had ignited a fire of resolve within us. Fitz's actions had shattered the trust painstakingly

And suddenly aware of something far worse than betrayal. Dominic Sterling was not going to let her go peacefully. And if she wanted freedom… She would have to destroy him

Caleb's eyes were hazy, he still had not recovered from the manhandling. I waited for a few seconds for him to become coherent. I growled when I saw the wicked glint in his eyes and the small smirk on his lips. He knew what he had been doing, it had been intentional. "What the fuck? You planned this." "Of course, we all knew you weren't going to tell her about the Olympics and we can't have that happening. I volunteered to be the one to tell her since she was closer to me. Noah, I'm sorry I betrayed you but dude, you can't keep treating her like an egg. That girl in there is a vicious viper. Trust me, I've seen her in action." I knew he was right in some ways, Storm wasn't weak, I had also w

I stare at this fucking cock sucker and grit my teeth, feeling betrayed beyond belief as he just grins at me, making a point to touch Myla in front of me, making her beg me for help. "You? It's been you this whole fucking time?!..." The devil whispers in my ear, "You're not strong enough to brave the storm." I looked the devil right in the eye and whispered back... " I am the fucking storm."

I had tried several times and never anything happened. "Sanchi, I need you to calm down." His hand grasped mine but I kicked it. It wasn't some joke. He had no idea how I felt. How I bath in guilt and regret every night. How everything around me tormented me. How I hide the real me by my armor. Every morning I betrayed myself believing I wouldn't feel any regret. I betrayed myself believing my life was perfect. I wanted to live in this betray even if it killed me. "Bear calm down. I'm here." He touched my hand softly and squeezed it. "I'll go with you. I'm with you."

Matteo appeared at my door, obviously sent in by Gabriel to calm the storm and to talk some sense into me. “Listen, I can spare you two guys for the afternoon to help you clean up. I don’t know where Maria is, but I suppose she got the afternoon off. Put on a brave face, finish the week and we will talk about this tomorrow afternoon ok?” he said soothingly. “No! Fuck Gabriel and fuck this place! I’m leaving!” I screamed at Matteo. Taken aback by my outburst, Matteo grabbed me and hugged me until I had calmed down. Tears of rage, betrayal and disbelief ran down my face, soaking Matteo’s shirt while he calmly patted my hair and rocked me in his arms.

The only person, I could bet my whole savings on, that wouldn't be smiling is Adelaide. "I'm happy you told me. It's always good to talk to a friend about these things, even if they don't have the perfect answer." He smiled his thanks and I felt sick to the stomach. Oh, no. Here I was. Lying to two people I cared about. I wasn't only going to hurt Carson, I was going to hurt Morris too. I'd never been one to get attached to anyone but now, and I had always wished I could as easily as people did, but now that it was happening, I hated that it. I hated that I was in this case. I hated that people were trusting me. I hated that others were calling me out. I hated that any decision I made, someo

I’m sure everyone heard everything. I nearly fell when I stumbled out of the house. I walked over to my car and leaned on it. “This isn’t happening,” I said to myself as I tried to calm my shaking body. Scratch that, I was trembling with anger and sadness. My father disowned me? Because of a broken engagement? Because of Berlin? I swallowed hard and got in my car to drive back home. I slammed my door shut when I walked into my apartment and screamed at the top of my voice. I couldn’t care less if the neighbors reported me. They would never understand. I fell to my knees and screamed again, feeling my sanity leave me. Was this the end?

It was as if a storm had taken residence in my heart, unleashing its fury with every beat. Anger, sadness, fear, and confusion clashed together, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a fiery glow across the sky, a tumultuous storm brewed within the depths of the protagonist's heart. Betrayal, like a venomous serpent, slithered its way into their once-trusting soul, leaving behind a trail of shattered trust and broken promises. Anger, a fierce flame that danced in their eyes, consumed their every thought, fueling a burning desire for justice and retribution.

Dante’s lip curled in disdain, but his silence spoke volumes. Antonio leaned in, his faint British accent cutting through the tension like a blade. “The truth hurts, doesn’t it? Your stiff taxes, your insatiable thirst for blood—it’s alienated the family. You’ve turned allies into enemies, Dante. It wasn’t hard to convince the others that change was necessary.” Dante’s eyes burned with hatred, his fists trembling. “You betrayed me! You sold me out for what? To prop up a boy who thinks he’s ready to rule?”