Betrayed Into His Arms Novels & Stories

He simply held my wrist, his thumb brushing over my skin in slow, deliberate circles as though the wanted to soothe the pain inside me. “You don’t need to understand right now,” he finally said “You just need to know that you’re mine. And I will protect you.” My heart clenched at his words. Could I trust him? After everything that happened? After the betrayal I had experienced from those closest to me, how could I trust that he would be any different? But before I could try to answer that question, the exhaustion from the night’s event – both physical and emotional caught up with me. The room blurred, my vision grew hazier as my body slowly felt heavy – giving in to fatigue.

I swallow a deep breath, afraid for a moment that maybe this was some kind of dream that I had concocted in my own head and the moment I reacted to it, the moment I responded to his call of my name, he would disappear into dust and I would find myself in the heart of the red zone. So even if it was a dream that was acting to be the balm to another betrayal from two people that I thought I could trust, I let myself sink even deeper into it for a moment. I didn't push him away for the longest time and he just held me like that then his hands moved down to my wrist. "We have to take off this ropes or you're going to bleed,”

Armstrong kissed my forehead, my cheeks, my lips. "You're beautiful," he said softly. "And you deserve so much better than what he gave you." I couldn't speak. I felt unmade and remade all at once. Armstrong pulled me against his chest. The silk sheets were cool against my overheated skin. His heart beat steady under my ear. "Sleep," Armstrong murmured, stroking my hair. "I've got you." And despite everything; the betrayal, the heartbreak, the uncertainty…I felt safe. My eyes drifted closed.

I ignored him and just kept walking. “Let go of me,” I said when his hand grabbed my arm. But his grip tightened. “I’m sorry,” he said quickly. “I didn’t want to do it…I was forced..” I tried to pull away. “Let go.” “I saved you that day,” he continued urgently. “From the ice…please..just listen…to me….” “For what?” I snapped, turning to him. “For betraying me? Like I said We are even, you betrayed me and saved me. That's the end.”

The once proud company was collapsing, and everybody knew it. Meanwhile, Tracy hadn't slept since last night when she heard the news. She was shaking a little as she poured out a glass of water for herself. Her phone buzzed. It was Victor. "Tracy," his voice came cold and sharp through the receiver. "You betrayed me." She froze. “Victor, I—no! I didn’t—” “Don’t lie to me!” he snarled. “The police are everywhere. You gave them something, didn’t you?”

"I'm sorry. The laws of Tartarus were too strong. I was blocked... It's okay. You're safe now. No matter what you've become, I will still love you." Love me? I twitched my bleeding lips. I didn't even have the strength to sneer. My lifeless gaze seemed to sting her. Frantic, she took off her cloak, wrapped it around my shattered body, and carried me into the portal. A flash of light, and we arrived at the Temple of Asclepius in the Argos Order. Seeing my horrifying state, my comrades fell dead silent. Even these hardened warriors, men who wrestled mythical beasts for a living, had tears in their eyes.

A soft moan interrupted me. I froze, at first, I thought I heard wrong, then came the sound of sheets moving, then heavy breathing, then another moan. “Oh God… Allen…” My blood turned to ice, I knew that voice. “Oh Jenna, your mouth feels incredible on my dick,” Allen's voice filled my ears like a curse, then he began groaning softly, spilling sweet names on my best friend. The phone slipped from my fingers onto the bed. The betrayal was so massive my brain refused to process it all at once.

He said. “you planned all of this.” I asked, “Yes, we did, everything was planned. If I wanted to have you, I would have had five, six rounds on you, you are mine now.” “Why couldn’t you have me fully?” “I think I have fallen in love with you.” “How?” “I couldn’t bear to hurt you. We were supposed to have you in turns but I would not allow them, I would rather die. Trust me, I will explain to you later but right now my love, let us go. Be fast, we are working with time.” “But I can’t move.” “You will move as fast as your leg will carry you” he gave me some of my things, turns the other way, and told me to quickly dress up. I did and we practically ran out of the hotel room. If we had delayed

Betrayals after betrayals? “If I knew-“ “Don’t-“ I struggled in his arms but he didn’t let go is read carried me in his arms as I plead with him to let me down my cruel mate didn’t stop until he was sitting on the couch near the kitchen with me in his lap. His hand gently grabbed my waist as my both legs dangled on either side as I straddled him. His other hand was on the back of my neck as he whispered lowly.

"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. *****