Romans & histoires Best Friend Betrayal

I loved my husband, Damian, for fifteen years—from school uniforms to a wedding dress. Everyone said he doted on me down to his bones. Until I saw him with my own eyes, shielding another woman in his arms. All because of one absurd misunderstanding, he chose to cheat on me as payback—and even let his mistress get pregnant without a flicker of guilt. I didn't cry. I didn't make a scene. I just smiled and tricked him into signing the divorce papers, ready to disappear from his world for good. But I never expected that his best friend, Lucian, had been waiting for me in the shadows all along. I used to think he was gloomy, that he hated me. I never knew that he had loved me for fifteen yea

His jaw was tight, but he didn’t grab the phone from me. “You were my friend,” I said. “And you were his wife. Friendship died in that bedroom the same day your marriage did.” “If you post that photo, you are not hurting Adrian. You are helping Damien keep me tied to a man who will not sign.” “Maybe I want you tied. Maybe I like watching you scramble and suffer.” My free hand curled into a fist. “What kind of human are you?? What did he promise you this time?” “I don’t think that is your business anymore.”

I'd spent so much time convincing myself that I could live without him, that I could be happy just being his friend, that I could watch him fall in love with someone else and somehow survive it. But now I understood something. I didn't have to stop loving him to protect our friendship. I just had to trust that what we had was strong enough to become something more. And standing there in his arms, I finally believed it was. "Kissed and made up?" I heard Corey ask. Peyton and I turned toward them. Corey was still holding Rowan's hand, and both of them were smiling at us. I grinned. "What about you two?" I asked.

“You don’t get to say no to me, Lizzy. Not after everything besides you owe me and the coven and you must help me. Lizzy stood up, her eyes were full of anger. “I will not betray Freya. She is my best friend and she has been there for me when no one else was. I will not turn against her, not even for you or the coven.” Her words made jealousy burn inside me…I stepped closer. “Best friend!? I was your best friend first; I was the one who stood by you. I shared a bond with you but you broke it and walked away. You left me behind like I meant nothing. We were like sisters Liz, and If you can betray me then you can as well betray Freya.

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.

He paused, his eyes were interpreting many things I don't understand. "I was craving for your body and I made a bet that I'm going to sleep with you." He bit his lip. "But I'm regretting. Kira, I know the reasons why I did that to you was lame. I'm sorry, please forgive me." I laughed. Oh! An empty laughter. "Daniel, you really surprised me. You f*cking betrayed the trust I have for you as a friend." I poked him on his chest. "You were merciless when I begged for mercy. You were cold when I begged you softly.

“Did you come to see how pathetic I’ve become so you can run back and report everything to the rest of the pack while you all sip tea and gossip about me?” “No, I—” I cut her off instantly, not wanting to hear a single word coming from her mouth. She was my best friend. The only real friend I ever had in this entire pack. She promised me that no matter what happened, she would always stay by my side, but the moment the pack’s approval became more important, she abandoned me just like everyone else. How was I supposed to simply forget that betrayal and act like nothing happened?

She spotted it quickly. She looked happy as she opened the gate and set a timer to close the gate for a minute she turned on the motor’s engine and heated it for a few seconds. Then, she fixed her helmet as she finally squeezed the handle and drove off. *********** He had a bad dream. His mate had left him. His Lycan had been trying to wake him up but his body was simply heavy like he had drunk some drugs. Right. That’s right. It was his mate. His damn mate betrayed him.

he asked again. “Because I’m the villain, and she’s the victim?” I said sarcastically. He raised a brow. “You don’t look like one,” he said. Great, he knew what to say. “The truth is, Tiffany was my best friend. We’d been friends for many years, but she betrayed me. You know when I say she betrayed me, my best friend for how many years. You know what she did?” I asked him. Of course, he didn’t know. “I don’t know. That’s why I’m asking you, right?” he replied.

she said softly, "Anita is... she's nothing." My eyes widened in shock as she said that. Maya, betraying me? Impossible! It took me some time to realize that I've just been betrayed by my best friend. The betrayal cut even deeper than any words Ethan or Nora could ever say. My best friend, my only ally, had just denounced me. Ethan's lip curled up in a smirk, filled with disgust as he approached me, blocking my gaze from Maya, "You again," he sneered. "Why am I not surprised?"