Novel & Cerita El Lado Dulce De La Traición

Reina simply smiles as she calms the god down, and asks the question immediately and directly. “Is this just a game of yours, or perhaps a sign of being a traitor?” Giggling with that very question as lustful excitement is drawn to his face, he answers with the words. “I am loyal, but not faithful, I am innocent, yet too good from my wits. I may look noble and gentle, but I am beyond twisted. In this world where I do not originally belong, I call for no one, but her. I wanted nothing, but her very world, as I desire for her heart unlike anyone else. I’ll gladly play any game and took any deal as long as I will have her. So, can I sign a deal?”

" That's good then!" " Hmm!" Then once again, silence appeared. Dante rested the back of his head on his arms while staring at the ceiling. The plushie was still trapped under his elbow. I separated all the documents including my inheritance documents and bank accounts, stacking them carefully. " Isn't it weird that the people you once loved became your enemies one day?" Dante muttered. His voice was quiet. I think he was mostly talking to himself. I paused for a second before answering. " Well, Betrayal comes from the people who you trust. Not from your enemies!"

She started taking small steps towards me which was irritating me. " I don't have all the time in the world for you, Ms. Taylor. Walk fast." I noticed her flinch at my sudden rise in voice . Walking hurriedly, she took a seat opposite me. I leaned back on my chair , keeping my eyes fixed on her. Looking at her face made me visualise everything. The memories were as fresh as we're from yesterday. The face which once was my world, I always wanted to see the beautiful smile on her face but she crushed those feelings. She threw whatever we had in flames. Now I want nothing more than to see pain in her face. In the last three years , each time she came to my mind, her betrayal overpowered our

She looked at Vincent’s eyes and said, “I know you love me, but…I am sorry, the scare you left on my heart, I’ll never be able to trust anyone again, I am sorry.” She continued, “My whole life, I’ve been betrayed by those I loved, and finally, I have found my happiness with my son. My small world is full of joy, and there is no place for anyone else.” He just stared at her face. she held her son’s hand and walked toward Luca, lying on the floor.

“Is it really betrayal when you owe nothing to him?” “He’s my friend.” “Right. What makes you think that the man in question will not betray you? Babe, his dick can’t be so good that you trust him blindly.” “Whose side are you on?” “The side of love. Always the side of love. In this case, one is deceit and one is genuine affection. Open your eyes. See past what’s in front of you. When you finally do that, you’ll thank me later. Just to let you know, I’m not the one supporting Fiore. This was all a test.”

The traitor admitted to everything—feeding information to the enemy, undermining the mission, and compromising the team. But as the confession continued, Damon heard something that made his blood run cold. The traitor wasn’t working for the enemy because they wanted power or wealth. They were forced into it, blackmailed, coerced. They had been promised something they couldn’t resist, something that had led them to betray the people who had once been their closest allies. Damon didn’t know whether to feel pity or anger. The lines between right and wrong were starting to blur, and Damon was losing his grip on everything he had once believed in.

“This is not a funny joke.” But the pained expression on Ace’s face told her that he was not joking. He took a step forward. “I’m not joking.” “So what? All the times that you’ve insulted me and refused to give me the basics of respect. Forcing me to reveal my secret and making me feel vulnerable? Was that your love?” It was hard to process the words coming out of his mouth. He had to have some twisted way of love. Or maybe he was delusional, he spent his entire life in the military thinking that he was the hottest thing, so now that he had competition, he mistakenly thought that the feeling was love.

You chose a hell of a time to turn sides. Marco leans back, his pistol steady. "You truly believed I would accompany you into a battle without any conclusion in view? For Enzo, the alliances have changed. And you stand on the incorrect side. As Enzo tenses and his hold gets tighter around my palm, I go cold down my spine. "This is how it will be?” Enzo probes, voice as frigid as ice. Marco's smile gets wider, and I understand then the degree of the treachery. "This is only the start.."

He remained motionless on the side, arms still crossed, a cold fire burning in his eyes. Ilda’s voice shattered the silence. “You. You came here pretending!” she shrieked. “You stood in front of me, crying like a wounded father, pretending you wanted forgiveness, that you wanted us to be a family again!” She stormed forward, her voice rising with each breathless word. “And now look at you! A traitor! You came to stab me in the back, you came to destroy me and my family!” Her voice cracked with fury, a mix of fear and desperation in her pitch, but before she could let out another breath