Familia Hipocrita Novels & Stories

"We're supposed to be family.” For a brief moment, he fell into silence, and the gravity of my words seemed to linger heavily in the air. Then, breaking the stillness, he let out a bitter, humorless laugh that seemed to send icy tremors down my spine. "Family?" he repeated incredulously, his voice oozing with contempt. "Family is nothing but a meaningless term, a convenient shield for those who lack strength.”

"The exact same way your disgusting father cheated on Matilda with Jaxx's mother all those years ago! It's funny, isn't it?" A bitter laugh escaped me, harsh and humorless. "The great, pristine Sinclair family is just a long, pathetic line of men who can't keep their trousers zipped! History repeating itself like some sick, twisted family tradition! Like father, like son… both of you too weak, too selfish, too entitled to honor the women who loved you!"

I said at last, my voice stripped of all warmth, “your husband died loyal to this family. He was a good man.” She froze at the mention of his name. “And you’ve been hiding behind his sacrifice to manipulate, to lie, to destroy someone else’s life.” I straightened. “Effective immediately, all support the family has been giving you is terminated. This house will be reclaimed. Your actions will be reported to the family council. What happens next is no longer my concern.” I turned away. I didn’t look back. The regret nearly crushed me—but beneath it grew something worse. A manic, obsessive certainty.

They look at us as though we're the filthiest thing they've ever seen. "They are no longer members of the Elite Family," "They deserve it," "Poorer than beggars," "Poorer than rats," says one. "Fallen Beckett's," From the rest, these are the top insults and ridicule I've heard so far. They were once my father and mother's pals, but now they only say terrible things to them as a result of a sharp aching in my chest. I'm not sure if my mother heard them or is simply pretending not to, or if she is allowing them to make fun of our family.

But her tears only provoked Lucas to yell at her: “Cry, cry, cry—that’s all you do! The family’s falling apart, and you can’t even chip in some money? What’s wrong with you?” When people hit rock bottom, dignity and pride are often the first casualties. Out of desperation, Harper called her family for help. Although Harper had fallen from grace, her family still carried some weight. Harper’s brother, enraged by the situation, brought people over to Harper’s house and beat Lucas and his parents severely.

“You’ll never bury what you did. You’ll never rewrite what she lived through. And I sure as hell won’t let you pretend this family’s built on love when all it’s ever been is damage.” Dad looked away first. And that said enough. “And the fact that you’re a fucking hypocrite,” Dante cut in, “let’s not skip that part. That woman said you’ve been ‘taking care of them’ since her little girl was four, yeah? What is she now, eleven? That’s seven goddamn years.” He tilted his head, looking at Dad like he was something he’d scrape off his shoe.

he said, raising his voice. He stopped for a second and continued after taking a deep breath. “We might not be a perfect family, but during the last nineteen years, every single one of us has tried to do the right thing. So, I won’t allow you to judge any of them. I won’t allow you to mock my grandfather or my father... especially my father. I have nothing but respect and admiration for them both. And yes, we are an important Italian family from Sicily. But that doesn’t make us ‘Cosa Nostra’ members… I’m just a businessman, like my father was… Like his father before him. So, stop with this absurd stereotype! Stop judging people you know nothing about! I know my family! I can trace my ancesto

She asked, trying to confirm if indeed her family had been betraying the De La Cruz's by working with their rival's. Nervous and trying to keep herself from shaking, Mrs Washington nodded. “Yes… but he wasn't supposed to find out.” She said in a whisper. “Mom, are you for real? How can you do something like that?” Lilith exclaimed, shocked that her family would do something like that. Why on earth would they betray the De La Cruz family, and do business with their opposition? Now because of their actions, she didn't even know what was going to happen to them. But knowing the type of person Giovanni was, their family might just disapper, he was a devil.

Every head snapped toward me. “Aria?” Patrick’s face twisted. “How dare you come back?” I bared my teeth. “I came back to take what’s mine. And trust me, if you make me fight for it, I will.” He surged to his feet, fury rolling off him like a wildfire. “Did the Darvin family teach you no values and respect? Are you really no better than a dog?” A dog. The insult slithered down my spine. “The Darvin family values?” I scoffed. “I will tell you what they are…lies, manipulation, hypocrisy” I flicked my gaze to Sophia, who shrank. “also lawlessness and ignorance. We can see all that evident in Sophia.”

Vivian's face began to show the distorted look of hatred from the previous days. "Hurry up and leave. Don't stay here and provoke Ms. Mullen!" Kisa hastily growled at Gilbert, but he ignored her. "I know my uncle hurt you back then, and I apologize on his behalf," Gilbert said sincerely. "Get lost! No one wants your fake apology." Vivian stared at Gilbert coldly, and her face was full of hatred. "Your family is full of hypocritical, disgusting, cruel, and ruthless people. Your uncle was cruel and ruthless, and so are you! I can assure you, none of your family members have a heart!"