Game Of Love And Betrayal นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Sera said Bella nodded in agreement. "Love is never mistaken I guess. It knows everyone's soulmate and perfectly brings them together." Bella intertwined her hands with Gabby's own. "He's been happier since you came into his life. Thanks for loving him unconditionally." Gabriella was about to respond but Seraphina beat her to it. "Awwww, stepmom and step daughter's love." She teased, wanting to see their reaction. Gabby and Bella took a glance at each other. "That phrase doesn't sit well with me." Gabby voiced out.

“You know, I can see the lies written all over your face. You can’t fool me, Kaia. I’m your best friend. I know exactly what’s going on in that head of yours, no matter how much you try to hide it. I know you too well... I know you still care about him. I know you still love him despite everything.” I took a deep breath and finally looked him in the eye. “Fine, I’ll admit it. I’m still in love with him. But trust me, Aziel—the second I get proof that something really happened with Brielle, the second I know for sure he betrayed me, that love is dead. I won’t love someone who cheated on me. I’m not that much of a fool. I know my worth. I’m not going to spend my life tied to a man who looks at

“But one thing I can tell you guys is that I really do love Londyn, and–” I laughed. “Love?” I looked over at Benjamin, and for the first time I could truly see him for who he was, a manipulator. “Two months ago Benjamin, we were making plans about our future together, and now you open your mouth to say you're in love with my sister?” My voice trembled, and I hated every bit of it, but I didn't back down. “Tell me Benjamin, what love?” I slowly made my way towards him, tears brimming in my eyes. “Is it the same love that made you throw me to the wolves? Or the same love that made you coerce me into admitting a murder I didn't commit?”

And maybe that was why it hurt so much when Hope Elara remembered Zenna. Her smile disappeared. “I still can’t believe she did that.” The words came out broken. “I thought she cared about me.” Tears burned her eyes. The anger from earlier had been easier. Anger gave her something to fight. Now all she felt was betrayal. “I looked up to her.” Valduz said nothing. “She wasn’t even worried about me or the twins. She just wanted to hurt you.” Hope Elara swallowed hard. “And I saw it.” Valduz did not defend himself or try to explain Zenna’s actions.

I felt the shift in him—the release of the need to control, the acceptance of the need to partner. I reached up, my fingers tangling in his dark hair, pulling him closer. In this moment, the betrayal of the morning felt like a lifetime ago, a scar that would always be there, but one that we would heal together. We are the architects of a new world. We are a love story that survived the forge. But as I look into his eyes, I realize that the Glass Treaty isn't just for the city. When love survives the ultimate test of power... is the bond that remains made of steel, or is it something even stronger—and far more delicate?

The Whitmore Hotel gala was supposed to be simple. Make a grin for the cameras. Take Adrian by the hand. Make it appear as though the kiss that changed everything never took place. Leila had mastered the art of deception. Until she saw him. Nathan Cross was holding a drink and standing across the packed ballroom. The only man she had ever truly trusted was tall, handsome, and dangerous. Until he betrayed her. Publicly. Brutally. A scandal that had nearly ruined her.

I spoke eloquently, exuding confidence and grace, just like the carefree person I had been years ago. After the event, Angie dragged me to the celebration party. Between clinking glasses and cheerful laughter, my phone vibrated. It was a news notification. 'Steven jumped to his death.' I froze. The wine glass in my hand almost slipped. The lively chatter around me seemed to fade away, leaving only that single line of text in my mind. "Do you still love him?" Angie’s voice was soft, but it cut through me like a knife. After a long pause, I murmured, "I once did. Now, I only feel regret."

He knew everything I’d tried to keep buried. “You think I don’t know?” he hissed, pulling away just enough to look me in the eye. “All the twisted things you did—just to make me fall for you? How you played me from the start? How I was never anything more than a goddamn pawn in your sick little game?” His voice faltered. His lips quivered. “And the worst part? I still loved you,” he said, broken and bitter. “God help me—I still do.” The silence that followed was thick and suffocating. And in it, I saw the damage I’d done—the pieces of a boy shattered by a truth too cruel to carry.

He walk across the room and mumbling to himself, “It’s all her fault, she is the one for whom everyone leaving me, I’ll make sure Isabella pays for what she’s done, she will regret the day she ever crossed me.” Mia is walking alone in the street. And, “Oh God, what have I done? I’ve betrayed Isabella, my own sister, the person who’s always been there for me, she care for me, she loved me unconditionally and how do I repay her? By betraying her trust, by siding with the person who’s been trying to destroy her. Brandon, the man I love, the man whose child I’m carrying right now, and what he did for me, kick me out of his house just because I said truth, he is cruel, heartless. Its unbearable,

He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, fully engaged. The blood rushed to my head. I felt dizzy, sick, and overwhelmingly betrayed. He hadn’t touched her, not yet, but the way he was looking at her, the way he had dismissed my existence and our relationship with that single, predatory smile, was all I needed to see. The lust was real, the temptation was effective, and his devotion to me was a complete lie. He didn’t love me. He loved the game. He loved the control. And he loved whatever the nearest, easiest source of pleasure was. I pulled the curtain closed with a violent snap, shaking my head so hard I could hear my earrings jingle. I didn't need to see how much further he wou