Betrayed Novels & Stories

She pointed at Leonardo with trembling fingers. “You! You just killed our child with your bare hands!” Leonardo looked startled, but he quickly turned to me, panic appearing on his face as he rushed to explain. “It's not what you think, Madeline! We always used protection. There’s no way she could be pregnant with my child! “She must have slept with another mafia boss. There’s no way that thing inside her is mine!” “Leonardo, stop being disgusting.” My voice was ice-cold. “In the previous lifetime, you and Dora went to great lengths to kill me. And now you’re playing the devoted lover? You never loved me. You only cared about my family’s power and wealth.”

“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. “I killed my own grandchild?”

She disappeared down the road. It was too late for regret. Regret meant nothing when it showed up after the damage was done. A month passed before we heard about them again. Lyris lost a leg in the crash. The baby she had abandoned during her escape—her own child—died alone at home from starvation. She was found guilty of treason for siding with the rogues and betraying her own kind. The judges of the Kingdom of Volvia sentenced her to death, carried out with the harshest punishment allowed.

The one person I thought was my escape from the dangerous world. Betrayal. The word hits me like a physical blow, a cold, sharp stab right through my chest. It’s a sickening realization that rushes through me, leaving me breathless. All those conversations, all those shared moments, all the times she’d seemed so supportive – was it all a lie? Was I just a pawn in some grand, elaborate scheme I couldn’t even begin to comprehend?

“You think I’m blind?” She shook her head slowly, tears streaming down her face. “You think I would do this?” she asked, her voice cracking under the weight of disbelief. “After everything? You think I would willingly betray you?” Her eyes searched his face desperately. “I thought you knew me.” His expression darkened further, his lips curling with disgust. “I know exactly what you are,” he spat. “A cheating wife. A liar. You went out to meet men for pleasure. You’re filthy.”

“You can’t lie to yourself. We had a beautiful past. You remember it, don’t you?” Adrian grew silent for a moment; his face tightened. That past had existed, but it was buried under betrayal. “Leviana,” he finally said coldly, “that past died when you chose your own path. Don’t ever think I’ll go back.” Leviana gave a bitter smile; her eyes filled with tears. “Then… let me stay by your side as a friend. That’s all I ask.” “Friend?” Adrian snorted. “After everything you did? You think I can trust you again?”

I quickly opened a bottle of wine neatly placed on the table and downed it in a go. That was when I broke. I dropped by the bed and sank to the floor, the rug, soft under my knees as I folded into myself. My whole body shook but I didn't even care that I was sobbing like a child. It poured out of me. Everything. The pain, the betrayal, the shame, the rage. All of it. The image of Tristan and Taylor together… in our bed having sex kept flashing in my head, and every time it did, I felt like I couldn’t breathe.

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."

The one who dealt the final blow was Chris. It was the same person Wanda had defended so fiercely. At the company's most critical moment, he took the last remaining funds and disappeared without a trace. When Wanda received the bank's call demanding repayment, she was dumbfounded. Only then did she realize that what she had lost wasn't just love. She had also lost the career she was so proud of. Everything she had built over the years was gone within a month. She was abandoned by everyone close to her and left with nothing.

"How do I trust anyone again?" He looked at me. "You start with me." I looked at him. "Adrian—" "I would never betray you, Scarlett. Never." I pulled him into an embrace. We held each other. The betrayal was uncovered. The traitor was caught. But the damage was done. I was changed. Changed by the betrayal. Changed by the loss. Changed by the pain. But I was still here. Still fighting. Still surviving. Because that was my purpose. That was my destiny.