Betrayed, Yet Bound To The Billionaire Novels & Stories

Tears pricked the back of my eyes as I hid my face in between my hands, "What kind of twisted psychology is it? And what if I don't marry his grandson?" "Knight Empire will take over Williams Industries." He answered. "How can Steven Knight be so selfish?" I hissed in contempt. Steven Knight was grandpa's old friend and I don't know why he had put that condition in front of grandpa. "I don't want any of this to happen to you, Eve. Trust me. I'm so sorry." Marcus apologised. Why was everything so complicated? "I don't know what to say." I said, rubbing my temples with my fingers. My head was going to explode with all the information Marcus was bombarding me with.

Her heart felt cold. They betrayed her They used her. They drugged her. They took her body, her trust, and now... her child. A baby she carried for nine months. A baby she sang to in the dark. A baby she dreamed of holding. And now they were saying that baby wasn’t hers?

"We must go. Now. Before he relocates the prototype or escapes again." Anton finally turned to confront him. The impassive mask of the billionaire was gone. Replaced by raw unvarnished pain. The betrayal was a personal evisceration, leaving him disturbingly vulnerable. "Why?" The question was bare of ornament, a child's plea for sense in an unreasonable world. "The money… he has trust funds. He's not poor. Why would he try to ruin everything?"

“I don’t want us to get separated later. Emily, you spread light wherever you go and I’m so lucky to meet a woman like you.” He lifted my hand and kissed it gently. “I was so traumatized by my past that it almost destroyed me.” My heart clenched painfully. I searched his eyes and I could see the sincerity in them. He sighed, dry chuckle escaping his lips. “Everyone knows me as the billionaire playboy. Multiple girlfriends. Can’t stay committed. All that.” He shook his head slightly. “But before that… there was a loyal man who got betrayed. And that made me the way I was.”

Before everything fell apart. Vera. Just the thought of her name sent a sharp pang through my chest. She was supposed to be my everything. my reason for waking up in the morning, my anchor in a world that often felt chaotic. But she betrayed me the moment she realised things weren’t going according to plan. She was gone now, and the man I’d become in her absence was someone I barely recognized. Someone who worked with gangs, who danced on the edge of danger, who traded his principles for survival. Life had a cruel way of twisting things, and I was living proof of that. The GPS on my phone chimed, pulling me out of my thoughts. I was close. The private investigator I’d hired had finally come

Her father hadn’t just gambled away their future—he’d handed her and her child over as collateral, a backup plan he kept in his pocket for five years, a secret betrayal that had haunted every moment of Leo’s life. Dante stepped closer, reaching for Leo’s hair, as if to comfort him. June jerked back, her whole body recoiling from that touch. All she saw was the money, the guns, the cold power. The man who’d shattered her life now claimed he could keep her safe.

“The villa I wanted to buy, you said, the money was needed for family expansion. Yet you bought one for Sienna instead. “The cat I wanted, you claimed I couldn’t care for it alone, yet you hired a nanny for Sienna to care for hers.” I looked at him calmly. “You betrayed our alliance first. “Leonardo Demarco, this is the price you pay for betraying a Mafia princess.” Soldati stepped forward and dragged Leonardo away as he knelt on the ground, sobbing, his pleas turning hoarse. I let out a cold laugh. He would pay for his choices. And I would step forward, into my future.

No one answered. Her gaze shifted toward Leonardo. “Trusting too much makes you look weak.” Leonardo finally looked at her. “What exactly are you implying?” She shrugged lightly. “That when you trust people, you're leaving an opportunity for betrayal.” His jaw tightened instantly. “Like you betrayed me?” The car went silent. Natalia looked away and no one spoke for the rest of the drive. But the entire ride back, my thoughts wouldn’t stop racing. Who was doing this? And why did it feel like someone was trying to ruin me?

The response came almost immediately. “Good. Don’t promise things you won’t keep.” The message wasn’t cruel it was honest.And somehow that hurt more because once upon a time, Elara trusted my promises. Now she verified them. I deserved that every bit of it. A few hours later, I stood backstage at the investor summit. The noise beyond the curtain sounded distant. The massive ballroom was packed with the media and board members I looked at the People who had spent years benefiting from my success they were currently calculating whether I had become a liability.A year ago, I would have been doing the same thing.