Novel & Cerita Betrayed By The Game

“I messed up. I shouldn’t have let Amy suffer so Lily could keep playing her innocent act!” “You think Amy’s baby wasn’t mine? Well, guess what? The mafia lord’s mistress is Lily! Ha! “I gave up my wife! I abandoned my child for someone else’s bastard. How?! “Hahahaha!” “What are you talking about? Amy was carrying your child? “And Lily’s the one who’s carrying a bastard? No, that can’t be! That’s not possible!” Mary said, stumbling backward, unable to accept Sam’s words. Her hands trembled violently as she raised them, and despair crashed over her face.

" With a terrible feeling of betrayal in my chest, I withdrew my hand. We couldn't fight both sides, Thorne was correct. Betrayal was waiting if we struck a pact, even if it was just for time. From the Council. From the Mafia. Perhaps even from him. The youngest supervisor yelled after me as we turned to go, his laugh as piercing as glass. Make a thoughtful decision, Chimera King. Your own blood will engulf you with just one betrayal. With all of my nerves screaming, I froze at the entrance. Because I already knew in my heart that treachery was not going to happen. It was present.

But the gnawing guilt, the knowledge that she was deceiving the man who, despite everything, had shown her glimpses of his fractured humanity, lingered like a bitter aftertaste. She knew one thing for certain: the game had just escalated dramatically. She had chosen her path, risking everything for freedom. And Dante, the King, was now a hunter, sensing a shift in his prey, a subtle change in the air. The first betrayal was complete. And the consequences, she knew, would be profound, and perhaps, deadly.

Lying in front of the shareholders like this? She stepped forward. "Aren't you afraid you'll be exposed and humiliate yourself?" "I'm telling you, leave now. When you get slapped in the face later, don't cry about it." Hudson followed up. "Damon, I know you're upset because of your father. We all understand. "But this isn't something you can joke about. This isn't a game." "Exactly." I curled my lips slightly, a chill spreading through my eyes. "This isn't a game."

How could you betray us like this? Shirley lowered her head and looked like she wanted to disappear on the spot. "Just yesterday Keith told me you were someone trustworthy. He insisted he was going to marry you. How could you do this to him? "Please never come to our house again. And stay away from Keith from now on!" By the time Shirley was taken away by the police, her face had gone pale. Right before leaving, she finally dropped the act and glared at me viciously. 'Keith, just wait. I'll make your life a living hell!'

he asked “Destroy him” I replied “Damn, what did he do to you?” he asked. “Don’t tell me you are the one responsible for the whole chaos?” he asked his eyes wide. “You could say that” I was playing with fire, Noah could as well betray me and go to Liam, but I had faith and I trusted my gut. Silence stretched and then he leaned forward “Don’t get married to Liam and I will help you” He said. “You are too good for him” he added.

“You can’t just…” But my words broke off. My voice was shaking too badly. Kaelen’s eyes stayed on me. Calm. Steady. Satisfied. And that was when I realized the truth... whatever game this was, I had just become the prize. I felt betrayed. Humiliated. Furious. And deep down, a part of me swore that I would never forgive either of them.

The feeling of betrayal was still there. Adrian came closer to her his presence making her feel better. "Betrayal can make you weaker. But it can also make you stronger " he said. "Focus on the plan not on your feelings. The traitors return gives us information. They will reveal themselves by making mistakes being too confident or doing the things over and over. Watch closely anticipate and act."

“So what now? You kill Ian then my brother?” I took a deep, cleansing breath and shook my head. “No, I will settle for Ian being my last kill or at the very least being his last victim.” “His last victim? Why do you sound like you don’t care if you live or die?” “Rule one of being the Betrayer, expect an early and violent death. I thought I was a goner in our last fight, but Balric took over. The way I see it I’m on borrowed time,” I explained and he went back to clenching his jaw again. “Anything else, Callius?”