Istri Yang Dikhianati Novels & Stories

The Capos traded nervous glances. "Papa, what are you doing?" Marco hissed. Alessandro sat down, eyes sweeping the room. Then locked on Marco, full of disappointment. "Do you even realize what you just said?" "I accused betrayal!" Marco snapped. "Dante betrayed us. He betrayed Chicago!" "No." Alessandro's voice dropped cold. "You falsely accused the woman who saved this family. Giulia De Luca is a gift from God. And you—" his stare burned through Marco—"you humiliated her over some damn stripper."

Anastasia didn’t even know the hell that was going to break loose, but she wasn’t stupid as not to realize that things were going to go downhill or already went downhill to a no return zone. “Elijah?” Iris asked slowly. She tried approaching me, her hands raised as if approaching a raging, wild animal. At this moment, I was a lot worse than that, and she didn’t even know that. The woman was Iris’s mother, it was how my sister saw her, and yet, the woman betrayed the whole family in a way that we would have never expected. The woman who helped me clear out traitors, taught me not to tolerate them, taught me how to be who I was, was a snake living by our side through all this time.

he gestured to a map covered in red circles “—this is chaos. And chaos breeds opportunists. You’ve made a spectacle of yourself, Moretti. Can you control what comes next?” “Yes,” Damian said simply. “If this Council stops trying to undermine me.” That silenced them more effectively than a gunshot. Then came the betrayal. Marco dragged in a consigliere — thin, pale, hands bound — one of Damian’s own inner circle. Gasps rippled through the room. He’d been with the family for over a decade. “He’s been feeding information to Isabella,” Marco said flatly. “For years.” Damian’s eyes went cold. The traitor begged, pleaded, swore he was forced, but Damian didn’t hesitate. He rose, crossed the room,

"Okay cool." After they got through discussing the situation about the robbery, K asked her why she was afraid to give him a chance. " I'm afraid because the last person I was in a relationship with was only in it for personal gain and didn't treat me like I should be treated." " Well you won't have to worry about that with me because I'm a real man not a lil boy." " Just because your a real man you're sayin I shouldn't worry bout you hurting me. No you're wrong even though you are a man that still doesn't mean you won't hurt me. Sometimes things happen unavoidable things, there is no guarantee that you won't hurt me and promises are sometimes broken. If I give you my trust, what's there

She pointed at Leonardo with trembling fingers. “You! You just killed our child with your bare hands!” Leonardo looked startled, but he quickly turned to me, panic appearing on his face as he rushed to explain. “It's not what you think, Madeline! We always used protection. There’s no way she could be pregnant with my child! “She must have slept with another mafia boss. There’s no way that thing inside her is mine!” “Leonardo, stop being disgusting.” My voice was ice-cold. “In the previous lifetime, you and Dora went to great lengths to kill me. And now you’re playing the devoted lover? You never loved me. You only cared about my family’s power and wealth.”

Vivian wrapped her arms around his neck, sobbing pitifully. “I just… I just wanted to talk to Estelle. I-I must’ve said something wrong and upset her. I’m sorry… It’s all my fault…” Damien’s eyes snapped to me, blazing with fury and bitter disappointment. “Estelle, no matter what she said, you shouldn’t have touched her. She’s pregnant! How could you do this? You used to be kind. What have you become?” His words froze my blood. “I didn’t! I didn’t push her!”

"Who told you to do it, Rosita? Who is behind this treachery?" Rosita's eyes darted around the room, her voice barely above a whisper. "I... I can't... I won't..." Romario's face darkened, his voice menacing. "You will, Rosita. You will tell me everything." Allison's eyes widened in shock, her heart racing with pain and betrayal. "Rosita, how could you? We're friends, how could you do this to me?" Rosita's eyes met Allison's, filled with tears and regret. "I'm sorry, Allison. I'm so sorry..."

I stopped right in front of Silas. "They're doing this on my order, Silas. You've chosen to betray the pack, and you must pay the price for it. Either you choose to leave the pack, or I'll exile you. Make your choice." Silas looked at me in shock. His golden eyes quivered. "Are you using the entire pack to threaten me just because I chose to protect Greta and the cub growing inside of her? "Freya, you weren't by my side when I was drugged with the aphrodisiac, and that's on you. Why are you blaming all of this on me now? Why can't you be more understanding as my Luna?"

Ivy’s heart raced in her chest and pondered erratically as if it was going to fall out, and the weight of his accusations suffocated her so much because she didn't even understand what he was saying. She knew that he was so mad at her, and might end up doing things that were unimaginable to her right at that moment if she didn't start speaking. She should have known better not to collude with Isla and mess with Malcolm of all people. ‘But wait. What went wrong? Did he send the money? To whom?’ Ivy did a quick thinking in her head, ‘So Isla betrayed her?! She took money from Malcolm?! He really sent it?! Seriously?! And she told her nothing! That thief and betrayal! How could she trust her?!’

“I swear on my life— you have my word, all you have to do is give me a name.” “Who is betraying me?” Carlo took a deep breath and stared right into Christian’s eyes. “It was Isobel Sala and your brother Enzo.”