Novel & Cerita Betrayal: The Book

“We have to go. Now!” But Vic didn't move. His eyes were glued to the credit card lying on the floor - it had fallen out of Alexandra's hand in the chaos. With a quick movement, he picked it up. “Do you trust me?” Stefan took her hand. Vic stared at the man he thought had betrayed him just hours ago. The man who had fallen in love with him in the midst of his revenge plan. “I don't have any other choice, do I?” Stefan smiled - the smile that always made him fall in love. “We always have a choice, schatje. But now, we have to make the right choice.”

Thank you for sticking with me, now to begin book 2... Following on from Betrayed by the Beta, can Alpha Dave and his twin sister Daisy work through the trouble of reorganizing a pack that has been mistreated for months all while helping their friends, Jack and Cassie, to capture a threat that could bring them all to their knees? Help Jason and Tara come to terms with a difficult past? and assist Brian as he tries to help Mark overcome his strong need to prove himself worthy, which could result in serious consequences?

But that's how it is, without them, sometime in the future, they'll think back on it; from what they believed would have no apology, it will have one. And just by looking at each other at that moment, they said to themselves... THE BETRAYER.

I propped myself down on the sofa . "I can't believe she could do this and act innocent all along. She separated us for her so-called love for me. Fucking unbelievable!" The feeling of betrayal was tearing me apart. The one whom I trusted so much to be my support in those was the one who caused my sufferings. "Bitch. That's all she is." Ryan made a disgusted face. "I missed spending three damn years of my life with Brae. We would have been a family if she didn't break our marriage off. " I put my head in my hands thinking over everything.

She didn’t look up as people walked by her and Emily to pay their final respects to Marni. Milli sat stoically, holding Emily, as the priest talked about grief and healing. She tried to take his words to heart but she had been betrayed so many times. Her tainted memories made it hard to follow his words. Father Guerre spoke about death, not as an end but as a beginning, and Milli prayed it was true for her as well. Several people stood and told about how Marni had changed their lives, helped them out, or just been their friend, making Milli wonder what Marni had gotten out of it. Jackson held Emily while she spoke of her sister as her hero and best friend, embracing her flaws and all. It was

“I don’t want you to face this alone.” The vulnerability in his eyes shook me, but I couldn’t allow myself to feel anything. “You don’t understand. I don’t trust you. I can’t.” “Trust takes time,” he said quietly, rain dripping from his hair onto his face. “But I want to earn it. Just let me try.” I felt my resolve wavering as I looked into his eyes, a storm of emotions swirling within me. But before I could answer, the sound of thunder rumbled in the distance, pulling my thoughts back into focus.

"Zainab I'm sorry for everything. I don't think you really know how I feel or how I desperately need your forgiveness. I love you so freaking much that it hurts. If there's anything I could do..." "There's something that you could do for me right now." "Just mention it." "Embrace me." And he did embraced her in the dark, in the middle of the sea full of candles. He did embraced her under the light of a thousand stars. He did embraced her because he desperately wanted to. He did embraced her because it's halal. They're halal And he embraced her because they are meant to be even after he Betrayed her. *****

The name that made him small. Ava lay in the dark. Counted the water stains. She needed to know more. Day 3 She sat in the laundromat above her rented room, scrolling through Silas’s phone until her eyes burned. Leo Vane. Vane Industries. The deals he'd crushed. The rivals he'd ruined without raising his voice. The women. Few. Brief. None lasted. None left angry—just gone. She read about his collection. The ruined rivals. The watch from a broken man. He didn't use them. Just kept them.

"They were not mistaken. They were betrayed." The distinction is one I have spent thirty-two years refusing to make. Collapsing every loss into a failure of judgment because failure of judgment is something I can control for. Betrayal is not. Betrayal requires trust as a precondition and I have spent my entire adult life ensuring the precondition never existed. Until six months ago when a woman stormed into my boardroom and refused to behave like anything I had prepared for. "Mara." She looks at me. "Daniel will surface," I say. "Not because we find him. Because he has been managing the timing of every revelation in this chain and the next one is ours to receive. He will appear when he has c

"With what evidence? James is very good at covering his tracks. And implicating him would've implicated me too. I was part of the company. Part of the acquisition. Even if I didn't order the hit, I benefited from it. No prosecutor would believe I was innocent." I stare at him. "So you just let him get away with it." "I did what I had to do to survive. Just like you're doing now." "We're nothing alike." "Aren't we? You signed that surrogacy contract knowing it would destroy you emotionally. But you did it anyway because you were desperate. I built my company on stolen technology because I was desperate to succeed. We both made choices we regret." "I regret trusting you. That's different than