Novel & Cerita Familia Hipocrita

His eyes were red, and his words made me sad. "The Conti family is notorious for betrayal. The Moretti family has been around for centuries. Jack Conti was just a lackey when he sought refuge with the Moretti family. He worked for us but betrayed us, giving away my mother’s and my location, which led to her death. He fled to North America and built his empire, while I never got to see my mom again. And for your sake, my father was willing to let go of that hatred, let you marry Angelo, and use the Moretti family’s resources to secure your happiness."

If only his hands were freed he would have ripped the man's head off for insulting his people in such a manner. “Your people? I thought you said we are family?? So now the wolves are your people then what are we humans?" The oldest of the four friends said, staring directly at Lucian who remained quiet. “Can't you say anything? Ain't we no longer your precious family.." The men kept mocking and teasing Lucian to the point of him losing his sanity. “You are right. There is no way you men can be family of mine. You fucking c*nts can never be my family," Lucian said not minding what they think or do to him at this point.

"I should have known better than to trust a Hale. It’s in your blood, isn’t it? That filthy, deceitful blood. Your whole family is exactly the same. You are all a pack of liars who love whoring around behind the backs of the men who provide for you!" The insult landed like a physical gut punch. He was tearing her apart, lumping her in with the exact betrayals of her past, condemning her for a surname she couldn't control. "No!" Aria sobbed, completely breaking down. The sheer terror of losing him, of seeing the man she loved consumed by this flawless lie, shattered her pride entirely.

- Even if Flora and my uncle didn't raise me from childhood, I still owed them more than this woman. - Ah, son, let's not make this scene in front of your girlfriend, we are a bigger family now, we need to get along with each other. - Family? The woman who denied me food and called me a bastard is saying we are a family? - HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! What kind of joke are you telling now? Family? Where are we a family? You are not even a person, how can you say we are a family? What kind of shit are you talking about?! - That woman was not even human.

Emma, the fake heiress, and I were sold into an underground BDSM club. When my parents, the richest couple in the country, and my husband, Leo DeLuca, the feared Don of the DeLuca crime family, finally found us, I was bound with duct tape and covered in wounds. Emma lay beside me, heavily pregnant and unconscious. Three months later, doctors confirmed that her baby had died in the womb. She was the adopted daughter my parents had cherished for twenty years, and the girl my husband had never gotten over. My parents and husband went half mad, offering a nationwide one-hundred-million-dollar bounty for any lead on the person responsible. I was the only one who might have seen the culprit's face

NOTHING MUCH. Giving charity and donation in bulk and in personal life, humiliating their family members; hiding the truth to save their siblings, who killed your grandparents, all were wrong and once a wrong always a wrong. That family destroyed your mother’s pride, telling you how she felt that time when your father was keeping his mouth shut and avoiding you both in that misery.

"We sleep and wake up to tomorrow to s thousand calls from business partners and sponsors calling off because I'm fraud and a cheater even though I've never showed any. Sign of dishonesty over the years but because someone brought out dirt from my past, it now defines my present and future. And then, there's you dad who would also called because apparently we're all linked to my father's bad name. Then, we're no longer going to the Hilton's but the Notlih's "What is that?" She asks, genuinely curious. "A name for a family with limited means." I say in a sharp tone. Rose laughs. I can't believe I'm still cracking jokes in a situation like this. "We're gonna figure it out." I nod. We will. We

To expand my family's arms empire, I personally blew our old base sky-high. As I surveyed the charred ruins, I filmed a video and posted it on social media. I joked that my family had suffered a crushing defeat in a turf war and that I would have to wait tables to survive. My fiancé Antonio, who had always doted on me, called immediately. Feeling mischievous, I pretended to be afraid and tested him. "Anton, my home has been leveled, and our enemies are hunting me down everywhere… I’m terrified. Will you run away with me?" To my surprise, Antonio gave a cold laugh on the other end of the line and snapped at me. "Know your place, Ophelia. Without your status as the Don’s daughter, you should t

He would feel insulted, but by this point, he was above that. His family background was beyond his control. Moreover, he did not see himself as a bastard but as the product of his parents’ love. He did not think that his parents’ relationship was shameful. On the contrary, Sicut In Caelo was a feudalistic organization in modern society—it was disgraceful. A backward organization like this would be eliminated in time! He did not think that Sicut In Caelo could last much longer.

They casually chatted in French, thinking Hilda would not understand and made up stories about her right in front of her. "This b*tch is the daughter of an outsider. They're shamelessly committing fraud using the Damien Family's name and they are extremely disrespectful to the Jordan Family too." Sahara commented. "It's outrageous, don't be fooled by her appearance. She looks respectful but she will curse you as soon as you turn around!" At that moment, Hilda looked nonchalant, as if she hadn't heard them bad mouthing her. While Lucile did not speak, she looked at Hilda with an unfriendly gaze.