El Lado Dulce De La Traición Mga Nobela at Kwento

Maybe she thought staying silent about a name would protect me more than speaking it ever could. I had already lived through betrayal once, and I knew exactly how it worked, how easily someone could smile at you every single day while hatred simmered quietly beneath the surface, waiting patiently for the right moment to strike. Tristan had smiled at me for years. He had spoken gentle words, made soft promises, let me believe every single day that he cared about me even a little, right up until the moment he handed me a glass of poisoned wine and watched me die on the floor without an ounce of guilt in his eyes. If it could happen once, hidden that well, disguised that completely, what was st

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... Deluna, you loved him, didn't you? Or did you use him for your gain, for your sake alone?" Deluna’s face contorted in a mix of remorse and rebellion. "I… I did not mean for it to go that far," she started uncertainly, her voice trembling in an attempt at apology for the unconscionable act. "I, too, cherished him, in my distorted state of mind. I was offering all of us a chance at redemption, though I may have granted but an alibi for my own purpose." Her voice trembled at a mental glimpse of Travis’s laughter and his closing, trusting regard, and she winced in anguish. "But, Travis ever assured me that he adored you, Naomi," she whispered, almost in a way that seemed taunting in its

He asked in a soft sensual voice, almost taking her back to the bliss they were in only but a few seconds ago but she knew better than to try to seduce him now. “Or scared because you realized that you just gave up your body for nothing?” he continued in the same voice and leaned down and kissed her slightly opened lips, leaning back, his eyes were closed, “it was fun while it lasted,” he looked down at her bare chest before him and licked his lips, “Ah, dulce, y usted fue muy divertido. Es una pena que toda esta dulzura tiene que ser comido por los gusanos ahora,” he replied and shook his head softly, “Ah sweet, and you were so much fun. It’s a shame all these sweetness has to be eaten by w