A Mother Betrayed Movie Novels & Stories

She turned her head toward the camera and she didn't look surprised to see us but she just sighed and smoothed out the front of her jacket. "I told Francesco that you would find the entrance eventually and I’m disappointed that it took you this long to get through the ballroom, Lucien, because I expected more from a Valenti who survived the quarry," my mother said and her voice was coming through the room’s speakers with a clarity that made me feel sick. "You were working with him the whole time and you let me believe that you were fighting for the family legacy while you were actually helping him build the gas that is killing our own people," I shouted at the screen and I felt the weight of

Giselle stood a few meters away, slightly out of breath, her eyes sharp and unwavering. “Don’t move,” Giselle said coldly. “Hand Diego over.” Qiara smirked. “You’re fast.” Giselle stepped closer. “You have no right to take him.” “No right?” Qiara scoffed. “I’m his biological mother.” “You abandoned him,” Giselle replied firmly. “Now you come back only to hurt him.” Qiara snorted. “You don’t know anything.” Diego stirred again, his eyes half-open. “Mommy… why is Mommy Giselle here?”

What sort of coincidence was this? I first saved him, and then years later, he saved me. Two shocking news within minutes. “18 years ago, at half of the year, my mother died after that bastard called a father betrayed her”. “Every misfortune that happened in my life began twenty years ago”. “That bastard, Rodriguez, brought a woman to the villa, saying that she was a friend. But later, my mom caught them having an affair. Cassandra was never his friend but his secret lover”. Listening to Michael and seeing the pain in his eyes, I gasped in disbelief.

He would worry about that later. Unexpected anger brewed across his system, coiling against his throat a whisper threading through his nerves—threatening to steal every breath away. “He never sold them to mafia lord. He never asked them to entertain mafia men and my mother…” Rosealba sucked in a breath, batting her lashes. No. She didn't want to break down. Not now. But her mother’s betrayal cut sharp and pain didn't leave a physical wound. It left one to her heart. Settled deep and knitted itself across every bone.

I spent years searching for a way to restore your sight. My dear Mia, did it hurt to be betrayed by those closest to you? I can’t imagine the despair you must have felt. My dear Mia, were you afraid when you were killed? You always feared pain the most. You were the kind of little princess who would cry for half a day over a mere scratch. My dear Mia, I’m so sorry. You must have felt so helpless and alone. I was too late. I should have come sooner. I hate Rowan with every fiber of my being and have already exiled him from Moonshadow Wolf Tribe.

Adrian’s pov I watched as Scarlett stared at the contract in her hands, her fingers tightening. She was hesitating, and I understood why. She had been betrayed, humiliated, and discarded. But she wasn’t broken. Not yet. I needed her to sign. Not just because it suited my agenda, but because I had seen something in her back in that boardroom—something raw and dangerous, waiting to be unleashed. Victor Delacroix had made a mistake thinking he could crush her.

Olivia had systematically taken everything from me, piece by piece. It started years ago. William Stone, my biological father, turned against me in favor of his "real" daughter. The rejection still burned after all this time. Vivian Silver and Margaret Stone followed his lead. They withdrew their affection as if I'd never existed, treating me like a stranger when we crossed paths. Then came Ethan, falling for Olivia at first sight despite our mate bond. That betrayal cut deeper than any knife could reach. And Emma, my own daughter, who now wanted Olivia as her mother instead of me. That was the wound that never stopped bleeding, fresh pain every time she called for "Aunt Liv" instead of me.

The pangs, or betrayal, still hurt. "She is not my mate, James; she is my weapon."

, worry drawling on her face. I made to say no before she hinted, “I'll be in the room” and got up, stretching as she moved to the room space Jim offered her. When she disappeared, Spiffy dangled his eyes on me asking “what do you want to know?”, my Bridgette. I immediately snapped before he dropped his last words, “my unclad video on your phone”. “The what?”, he restated “The video you showed to Michael the day you told him I'm carrying your child”.

I announced and gave Landon a wide smile. I could feel his happiness by just looking at him. It was like our wolves were communicating already. Even though he said nothing to me but just a smile, I knew he couldn’t wait to start this journey with me. “I’m proud of what you did for my daughter,” I heard my mother say as I walked into the room. “That Alexander thought he could hurt her and get away with it.” I sighed as I began to pack my things. Indeed, I didn’t think I would ever be betrayed by Alexander but his betrayal led me to a new beginning. But would it turn out to be good? Will Landon love me like he claimed?