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"Okay cool." After they got through discussing the situation about the robbery, K asked her why she was afraid to give him a chance. " I'm afraid because the last person I was in a relationship with was only in it for personal gain and didn't treat me like I should be treated." " Well you won't have to worry about that with me because I'm a real man not a lil boy." " Just because your a real man you're sayin I shouldn't worry bout you hurting me. No you're wrong even though you are a man that still doesn't mean you won't hurt me. Sometimes things happen unavoidable things, there is no guarantee that you won't hurt me and promises are sometimes broken. If I give you my trust, what's there

"Forgive me, Your Highness. She pushed me..” "I do not want to hear excuses. Leave us. “Thorne ordered. The maid rushed out, her gaze darting from me to the bed as if she was already calculating how much trouble she was in. I returned my attention to them. Towards him. "Why did both of you betray me?" I whispered. "Why?" I cried aloud, tears streaming down my cheeks. Thorne's expression barely changed. "You are not supposed to see this." "But, I have! I did!" My voice broke. "You are my mate, Thorne! We are bonded. How could you sleep with my sister?” I yelled as I approached him slowly.

He wouldn’t betray me. But then who? My mind races, replaying every interaction, every word spoken. It might be anyone. And that’s what terrifies me the most. The concept that someone we’ve trusted, someone who has been with us through everything, could be the one tearing us apart from the inside. The treachery feels too close, too personal, and it left me reeling. Marco’s voice cuts through the silence, strong and decisive. "We’re going to find out who it is," he continues, his tone dangerously calm. "And when we do, they’ll regret ever crossing me."

“In the previous lifetime, you and Dora went to great lengths to kill me. And now you’re playing the devoted lover? You never loved me. You only cared about my family’s power and wealth.” I turned around to leave. Leonardo tried to chase after me, but Dora clung to him desperately, refusing to let go. Later, my father expelled Dora from our family. She continued to pester Leonardo, spreading rumors that she was carrying his child, claiming that he loved her and was addicted to her body and that he couldn’t go a day without her. When Vincent heard of this, he summoned Leonardo back and enforced the Vittorio family’s strictest punishment upon him. Not even his mother’s desperate pleas could sa

It all came back to me in a flash — the betrayal, the humiliation, my death. Right in cue, Larisa walked in my direction with a glass in her hand. “Ah, the forbidden fruit had arrived,” I smirked. With my memory intact and my resolve sharpened by hatred, I was ready for revenge. “You won't win,” I smirked. “Not this time, dear sister.”

She folded her legs slowly, and her smug smile felt like tiny needles of pain against my skin. "Surprised to see me, sister?" Her words dripped with satisfaction. I turned to Luca, seeking an explanation, hoping for something, anything to make sense of this betrayal. "Is this some sick joke to you?" My voice wavered, my heart aching with betrayal. "Why are you—" "Would you let me speak, Mira?!" Luca roared suddenly, and the sound of his voice killed the next words in my mouth. Luca's eyes met mine, lacking the remorse I desperately sought. "I called you here, like I said, to have a conversation. I need you to understand."

This experience propelled her towards becoming a woman embittered by men and hiding behind her religious facade. Having seen the profound impact of betrayal on Sister Cassandra in her memories, Asmo felt no need to expose her secret. He chose to refrain from exploiting the situation, empathizing with her pain. After all, he knew firsthand the anguish of betrayal, having been taught much by Lilith, a treacherous figure in his own life. Resolving to act with honesty, Asmo decided not to manipulate his way out of the situation. He understood the depth of Sister Cassandra's pain and chose to answer her truthfully, stating, "I am a man of interest in her research into the fading light of humanity

“Don't call my son's name!” I threw him to the floor like the piece of filth he was. He whimpered, dragging his butt against the ground as I walked towards him. He was trapped between me and the car. I squatted, my eyes locked in his. “I've always loved you like a brother, Trevor. You could come to me with anything and you know that. Your betrayal hurts me. I always thought you had my back the same way I have yours.”

My heart twisted painfully in my chest, the reality of betrayal sinking in. I tried to speak but I couldn’t move my body at all. I opened a telepathic link to Dr. Mitchell and screamed at her, “How could you agree to this? How could you do this to me? Ripping my wolf from me – it’s worst than death. Just let me go. I won’t tell anyone.” Her eyes shifted away from mine, a flicker of guilt crossing her features before being replaced by a forced smile. “I can’t do that. You’re very important. I know what you're thinking, Kailani. Why you? How could this happen to you?"

I relaxed and stayed there to take a few more drags before tossing it out. I pulled up to the rehabilitation centre and got down. I didn’t want to be here, but I needed to do this. It meant I bore no bad blood with Seth over his betrayal. Despite my sadness and broken heart, Seth was a father, and he deserved to know the truth about his son. Seth wasn’t the best brother to me, but I had to be the better man in this situation.