Betrays Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

A child born from that same betrayal. My chest tightened. This time, my frustration turned toward myself. How could I still defend that? How could I judge him... When my own kind had already broken every promise it claimed to protect? "So what does that make me?" I asked through clenched teeth. "First I get betrayed..." "And now I'm the other woman?" The words tasted bitter. Ugly. But they felt dangerously close to the truth. "Of course not." Genaro frowned immediately. "I would never put you in that position."

The kid turned over a few cards, talking about wealth and success. "this is all some BS…he's literally just guessing," Grey muttered under his breath, leaning back. "we're literally getting conned by a kid" "Shh," I hissed, leaning forward. "Let him finish." The kid turned over one final card, a dark jagged image....and his demeanor shifted. The playful tone vanished. "There’s a shift here," the kid whispered, his eyes widening as he looked at Grey. "A deep betrayal. I see someone... someone you love the most. And I see... death. You’re going to be murdered by the person you trust the most."

, she gave me a pointed look, clearly trying to convey some different message, so I turned, glancing at Thomas over my shoulder and followed Luna back up the stairs. With mounting confusion, I was guided past the office we were in earlier and taken to a different door, one I haven't been through before. Luna Lily whispers "trust me" and opens the door. Thomas - MATE? How could someone treat their mate the way Beta has treated Cassie? A mate is a blessing, a gift from the moon goddess herself, hand picked to be exactly perfect for you in every way.

But when his eyes landed on me—on the divorce papers in front of me, on the betrayal written across my face—he stopped. For a moment, everything else faded. Adrian Voss wasn’t just a billionaire investor. He was amoral, calculating, a person who could read a room and exploit its insecurity, by confronting it with that same insecurity, as their tool. Everyone knew him that well. And right now, he was watching me. Watching me break. A flicker of something—calculated interest? Amusement maybe? Pity?— I assumed all this crossed his sharp expression, but his features remained unreadable.

The only person, I could bet my whole savings on, that wouldn't be smiling is Adelaide. "I'm happy you told me. It's always good to talk to a friend about these things, even if they don't have the perfect answer." He smiled his thanks and I felt sick to the stomach. Oh, no. Here I was. Lying to two people I cared about. I wasn't only going to hurt Carson, I was going to hurt Morris too. I'd never been one to get attached to anyone but now, and I had always wished I could as easily as people did, but now that it was happening, I hated that it. I hated that I was in this case. I hated that people were trusting me. I hated that others were calling me out. I hated that any decision I made, someo

Then, a little girl’s voice interrupted me. “She said 'Hey, who are you?’ "I turned to see a girl in a pink dress. She was holding a freshly picked rose. “She asked 'Why are you hiding here?’ before tilting her head. “I said 'That’s not a question you should be asking’ and frowned. I was instinctively cautious. "But the next second, she shoved the rose into my hands and grinned. “She said 'This is for you! When you become the boss, you have to look after me, okay?’"

“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.

He retorted in anger. He was a killer who didn’t want to be killed. “I’ll come for my money tomorrow. Don’t try to act smart, remember I’m always one step ahead of you.” He grumbled as I walked out of the house. I couldn’t believe that the men at Trevor’s Den betrayed my trust in them. They had been updating him on all my moves within the palace. They had to be punished for betraying me. I met Alicia standing right behind the door as I pushed the door open. She looked startled when our eyes met.

I snapped, feeling a sudden protective instinct rise within me. His voice didn’t waver. “What if he does?” “I’ll cross that bridge when I get there.” “You seem determined.” He commented. “I am.” I confirmed. “I’ll help you,” he said at last. His voice was steady, but there was something unreadable in it. Something that made me wary. I exhaled, the smallest release of tension, but I knew better than to trust his charity. “But,” he added, and here it came. The catch. Of course. Lucian doesn’t deal in kindness. He trades in control.