Betrayed, Yet Bound To The Billionaire Mga Nobela at Kwento

Right? Wrong. It didn’t happen all at once. That’s the thing about betrayal, It doesn’t arrive like a storm. It creeps in like a shadow. Quiet and unnoticed, until it’s too late. Business. That’s where it started. They had built something together. Something big and powerful. And my mother, she believed it was theirs. Equal. But Riley’s mother? She didn’t believe in sharing. She believed in owning and slowly, she started taking control. Documents changed, decisions shifted, power tilted.

“You want me to start a crime documentary?” “You want to keep dying inside?” Touché. I take a long breath. “It’s not about the ring.” “No,” she agrees softly, “it never was. It’s what comes with it.” And what comes with it is a billionaire with emotional armor thicker than the walls of his office, a contract that still feels like a trap I sprinted into willingly, and a gala designed to parade me around like I’m a polished trophy. God, I hate that word. I run a hand over my hair. “I can’t outrun this.”

“Nothing has happened yet. I’ll get the company soon.” He laughed. “Like I’m supposed to believe that bullshit. Everybody knows what happened. What happened to getting that girl chained to you and taking control of her company? I heard she dumped you for your brother.” He filled my glass again and handed it to me with a laugh. “You look like you need this man. I don’t think there’s anything else you can do. As long as you pay me my money back, nothing will happen to you.” He said, and brought his own glass to his lips, all trace of his earlier humor gone. The bastard. Was he also going to betray me like this? Over a mere three million dollars? “Are you trette… me.” I didn’t remember the word

“Explain.” “She was married to a man named Caleb. They’ve been together for eight years, married for two,” Logan continued. “But her husband is divorcing her—he’s thrown her out. And… sir, it appears she was framed. Her so-called best friend set her up.” Damien’s eyes darkened, his powerful hands curling into fists. “That bastard,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. “And the woman she trusted… she betrayed her.” “Yes, sir,” Logan confirmed, shifting uneasily under the billionaire’s intense gaze. “The rumors say the best friend recorded the night and showed it to her husband. She’s alone now, with no one to turn to.”

But because he had already intended to offer her forever to someone else. My best friend. My heart felt like it had been cracked open without warning. The desperation I had tried to bury now spilled over into humiliation. Crushing, suffocating, and inescapable. I turned away before anyone could notice me, before anyone could see the look on my face...the betrayal I had no right to feel, the heartbreak I had no strength to hide. God... I felt so humiliated, I couldn’t even breathe. I couldn’t face anyone right now.

Adrian** Different kinds of thoughts ran through my mind when I reflected on what happened between Anna and me. At least I am finally done with her. I got what I wanted from our contract marriage, and it will soon come to an end. Maybe I should just divorce her, I thought to myself. I checked my phone and discovered that the business proposal I had been waiting for had just landed in my inbox. It was through this contract marriage that I was able to secure the contract, and now my grandfather's legacy is helping my company flourish. My net worth is increasing, which makes me happy, placing me among the top ten billionaires in New York City.

The shop owner called me a thief and humiliated me while people watched and whispered. Then came Bryan, swooped in like my shining light. “I’ll pay for it.” He said, sliding the card to the cashier. “She’s with me. I forgot to make the transfer into her account.” I hadn’t even known his name, but from that moment, he had my heart. He pursued me with so much persistence that I had never experienced before. I was his future. Now he was the bestselling author who cared more about his books. And I remained a housewife with an MBA and a closet filled with dreams that I had given up on.

“We can’t even pay for food, Dad, How?” His face fell. “I had no choice…” I almost slapped him, but held back because he was my father. “No choice?” He grabbed my wrist desperately. “But there’s a way out, Damian Liam. He will erase the debt.” A cold shiver ran down my spine as the name hit me like ice water. Everyone knew Damian Liam, the ruthless billionaire tycoon rumored to have ties to the mafia. I had no idea how he was related to the debt my father owes. I looked at my father with hope, but it died quickly. “In exchange for what?” I asked, already scared of the answer.