El Lado Dulce De La Traición นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“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

It glinted in the light, a symbol of broken promises, before landing on the disheveled bed where their betrayal had unfolded. My piercing gaze remained fixed on it. "Consider it your reward for a game that you played so well," I stated, the bitterness in my voice seeping through every word. "And, well done, Leila. It seems you have found your perfect match," my words were like a dagger coated in bitterness, “Perfectly made from hell!“ my voice heavy with the agony of betrayal. Leaving the room, I walked away from the echoes of deception, my final words lingering in the air like an unspoken truth. The corridor outside embraced me in its quiet solitude, providing a refuge from the emotional st

> “Let this be our final silence. If this box is opened, then the vow is broken. Blood has outlived its promise. The Vitale and Moretti lines were bound by betrayal, not loyalty. If one family survives the other, the seal will break. When the seal breaks, memory will return. And when memory returns, no empire shall stand. The only way forward is to choose the end. Not vengeance. Not justice. An end. One life, freely given, to close the door again. The bullet was forged from the betrayal bone. Cast from the marrow of a son who betrayed his blood. You must choose who will carry it. And who will be erased.” He finished reading. No one moved. Then, softly, Bianca said, “It was always going to be

He stepped back and said it… “Oltre al tradimento della mia lealtà…” (Other than betraying my loyalty…) ”…ciò che disprezzo di più…” (What I despise the fucking most…) ”…sono le bugie.” (…are fucking lies.) His voice didn’t rise, he didn’t have to raise his voice. It was clear he was playing or smiling. He reached for the belt that lay beside the tray where his cigar had burned out. A thick black letter belt and wrapped it slowly around his hand as he looked at them

" I'm a generous woman and so I'll give you a hint." " What? What are you even saying?" The woman brought her drink high and forward, signalling Josette to stop talking. " Betrayal revolves around you. Crawling out from people you least expect." She exhaled. " There's the good people who appear to be bad, the bad ones who wear no masks...but the kindest ones?" The woman stepped away from Josette, turning her back, she added. " They're the epitome of cruelty. Smiles like honey, hearts like ice, kills with warmth while beaming innocently towards the sky."

“Now, no more politics for a moment. Just the truth of us.” She turned her head and kissed the hollow beneath his jaw, a deep, possessive kiss that wiped the last traces of the outside world away. The silence that followed was filled only with the intimate rhythm of their heartbeats and the soft, familiar caress of skin against skin. Roberts felt the political tension melt into the deep, carnal comfort of their shared treason. This was their sanctuary, built on a foundation of betrayal and high-stakes financial crime.

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.

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.