Novel & Cerita El Lado Dulce De La Traición

“His hesitation allowed the militia to catch up with them. One of his men, his right-hand, took a bullet. A permanent injury. And the woman… well, she was used as bait to allow the escape. Pushed from the vehicle, according to the rumors.” “What is ‘bait’, Vati?” August’s innocent voice cut through the heavy silence. “Something you use to attract an animal, August,” I replied, keeping my tone soft. My eyes met Tristan’s. He was staring at me, and for the first time in years, I saw not only hatred, but the deep shame of an exposed secret. “Sometimes you have to sacrifice one piece to save the whole.” Aurora closed her eyes for a second. An almost imperceptible tremor ran through her shoulders

I teased. “Sorry ladies, Pastiche was fucking busy” he shook his head in disbelif. “You got dessert too?” she exclaimed, giddy as a little kid as she carefully took the pastry box into the kitchen. “Thought you ladies might enjoy some Torta di Cioccolata” he said with a mischievous grin. Clearly he knew all of Janice’s weak spots. I smiled at their open affection for each other and went into the kitchen to help them set up the various take out containers. Sam and Janice gave me their undivided attention as I spoke about my experience with my recent surgery, both of them were incredibly empathetic but I played down how afraid I was throughout the whole ordeal.

“Then we need to hit back hard. But this time, Ava, it’s not just about winning. It’s about survival—for both of us.” They spent the remaining night working, breaking down the lies Malone had concocted. Roman’s penthouse was quiet except for the gentle hum of his laptop and Ava’s sharp, precise writing on her notes. She leaned forward, her concentration relentless as she joined the dots in a chain of financial transactions Malone was looking to bury. Roman sat across from her, watching what she was doing. “You’re ruthless when you’re like this,” he said. “Being ruthless is the only way to stay alive in this world,” she said without looking up.

I folded my hands in my laps, “You know she's a traitor, right? You just said that she's a betrayal. What more do you want?” “But, but…” “Again, Ariana was a traitor. What more needs to be recorded than that?” “Some believe traitors speak clearest at the edge of a blade,” Elder Grace continued carefully. “Others believe even traitors should be heard, if only to expose the rest of the rot.” I shrugged, “Betrayal is betrayal. A traitor is a traitor. I don't see the difference.” “A fair judgement.” “I know where the rot lies,” I said, voice cold now. “And it has already been removed.”

Lifting my shirt up slightly, I pulled out my gun and pressed it on the head of one of the traitors. Gabriella's eyes widened. “Alessio, please, this isn't the way to……..” "These men betrayed the De Luca clan," I cut her off, my finger tightening around the trigger. "They aligned themselves with the West Merger, knowing it meant war. La lealtà non è qualcosa che si può scambiare e il tradimento non è ciò che perdono. ( Loyalty isn't something to trade and betrayal isn't what I forgive)."

Even if you don't care about kinship, shouldn't you at least be loyal to the pack? Seeing how grief had taken its toll on him and made him look even more worn out, my chest tightened. However, my voice was still just as cold as I said, "I'm just a Beta. How could I possibly steal the antidote from the Alpha's daughter? Don't blame me for everything." "Blame it on you?" Marcus finally exploded, and his aura began to warp because of his fury as his claws came toward me again. Once again, I stepped sideways and dodged the attack. However, Marcus's claws slashed his own arm instead. Blood poured out of the deep gash in no time.

“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.

Jeremiah and Suzan’s late father. ‘’Your father was my very good friend, and the both of us trusted each other. But he betrayed me. He informed me. Suzan was then very shocked, hearing that her father betrayed him. She was aware that both her father and Mr.Jeremiah were great friends. Even before the painful murder of her late father and mother, she knew how they were very close with Mr.Jeremiah. Truly, she was provoked after hearing such words of information. But then, she refused to let it be known to him that she already knew about the details of those who murdered her parents.

Their back was to us, but there was no mistaking the familiar figure—the council member who had stood by my father’s side for years. Betrayal twisted in my gut as they turned to face us, a cold, calculating smile on their lips. "You should’ve seen this coming," the traitor said, their voice calm, almost patronizing. "Your father’s legacy was built on lies." I stepped forward, fists clenched. "And now you’re trying to destroy everything he stood for?" "Destroy?" The traitor laughed softly. "No, Luna. I’m here to take what’s rightfully mine." Selena growled low in her throat, ready to attack, but I held up a hand, stopping her. "Why?" I asked, my voice steady, though anger surged beneath the s

One slip and he’ll tear straight through. But I can’t stop. Won’t stop. The deal he forced me into is just smoke. A distraction. He doesn’t own me, and he never will. Which is why, the next morning, when I pass him in the hall and he smirks at me like the devil who thinks he owns my soul, I smile back. Sweet. Harmless. Obedient. And inside, I sharpen my knives. Because deals with the devil always end one way. In fire.