Novel & Cerita Betrayal Sins Of The Father

"You still love him. I know you still love us." I bit my lips, taking my eyes off him. "Sweetheart..." "If you didn't love him, you wouldn't have worked in his company. You wouldn't have kissed him..." I was shocked, "H..How did you know?" "You have to forgive daddy." "Ianth, I can't. He betrayed me." "Even if I end up dying?" I frowned. "What are you talking about? You are not dying." "Promise me, mommy." He insisted, "Promise me you are going to forgive him."

He begins sobbing and I feel like my heart is breaking all over again. “Will you let me hold you?” Roman asks him. He nods and before Sloane can grab him, he rushes into Roman’s arms. Roman stands, beginning to walk around the room, rubbing Slade’s back. “I’ve got you. I’ve got you,” he murmurs to him. Sloane watches them for a moment then turns back to me. “Are you sure? Are you sure they betrayed everyone? Maybe you made a mistake,” she says. “Both your father and mother told us what they did, sweet girl. They admitted it and so did Gillian,” I say as she begins to sob again.

… I had to,” she interrupted, tears welling. “My mother - she needed me. I had no other choice!”Fast steps closed the distance. Is there truly no alternative? That’s your excuse? You left her behind. Left me too. Noise rose, sharp and wild, echoing off unyielding rock. Pain turned fierce, burning clear until nothing else could be seen.She flinched at my intensity but met my gaze, unflinching. “I didn’t want to, Victor! You said no… you said the baby comes first. I had to save my mother. Do you even understand what it was like, knowing she could die?”I paused, my fists loosening slightly as the weight of her words settled. But it only fueled the fire inside me. “I understand? You deliberately

“Son, you need to get control of that anger, before there’s a scandal. You snapped, but I want you to find a professional for anger management to get ahead of any backlash from your actions towards Aurelia today. We were able to get ahead of the footage of your slapping Freya that night, but a second incident involving a child doesn’t look good.” “I don’t care how it looks. I want nothing to do with this little brat or her whore of a mother. They have done nothing but ruin my life since they’ve come back,” I accuse. “Us? You made all those choices!” Hannah argued. I move to slap her in the face only to catch the top of my father’s cane on my arm. “Just stay the hell away from me,” I sn

“If I save your father, I will lose all my magic. I’ll become nothing more than a useless shell of a man.” Ulysses spoke calmly, as if the gravity of his words didn’t weigh on him at all. But I felt a cold chill run down my spine. My mind raced, and suddenly a sharp pain shot through my head. Memories not my own flooded into my consciousness. I saw the banquet where my father had committed his worst betrayal. He had killed his brother, Caesar. He had deceived his soldiers. My father had committed terrible sins. I was overwhelmed by anguish. The image of my father, once my hero, crumbled into dust.

“But then one day, he got too big for his boots. Started stealing from our shipments, selling to our rivals. Feeding other cartels with information against us, so that they could intercept our packages and delivery schedules. Your father believed that he was being careful, convinced himself that we wouldn’t find out. And then he had the audacity to deny everything to our face.” I continued to stare at my father, with a cold expression, not knowing what to say… Not knowing what to do. Knowing that the worst was yet to come. “You know the mafia code of conduct. Live by the sword and the knife, die by the sword and the knife. Never betray the family. All of that shit,” Marcello snarled. “Your f

“I'll never warn you again. You see how I can make a winner a loser?” "Taylor?” She said his name in disbelief but to nobody's surprise, he responded with a nonchalant "Yes” As bad as I wanted to tell him to go to hell and fuck the demons, I drew back. "What did you do to my Father?" I couldn't hold back. I threw my question without modifying it. I couldn't hide the pain in my voice. I was betrayed by—not just anyone but my own Father. “Your Father? You mean the man who was paid to give you out for marriage?"Taylor spat mockingly, and the spell of tears broke, flowing down each cheek in thin lines.

"They've orchestrated this to take control of the company." The betrayal cut deep. What have my father and I done to them, what is our crime? I had trusted Antonio once and believed he cared for me. And Stephanie, father , loves her so much... she had always been cold to me but I never thought she'd stoop this low. As I sat there, shattered and humiliated, memories of past traumas flooded back. The betrayals, the losses, the times I had been made to feel worthless. But this time, it was different. This time, it was my father's legacy at stake.

“We have done our part. You already shamed the family. I won't tolerate what you did and if they want a death sentence, we will let them do that. Your sister is right. You're a failure in this family, Zenaida. Don't hope that we will help you because we condemned what you did. We have no killer from the family.” I cried from my father's words. The thing that my family did is a painful betrayal to me. They betrayed me. I am their daughter but the way they give up on me is an unforgettable betrayal. They hurt me so badly. I wanted to cry but it was enough. Knowing my father, words are meaningful to him. It can't be changed.

Our bond, forged through the crucible of adversity, granted us the unspoken understanding required for such a dangerous alliance. The truth of my father's illicit activities had slowly unraveled before my eyes, shattering the illusion of the benevolent patriarch. He had built his empire upon the suffering of others, leaving a trail of ruined lives in his wake. The weight of responsibility bore down upon me, a somber realization that the sins of the father had woven their way into my own existence.