La Traicion Frases Novels & Stories

I was wearing a long, black cashmere coat. I walked slowly into the light, my heels clicking on the concrete, the sound echoing like a death knell. When Leo’s eyes met mine, his face crumpled. It was a canvas of shock, rage, and a sliver of pathetic hope. "Isabella..." he choked out, crawling a few inches toward me. "I didn't know. I swear on Mom's life, I didn't know." I just stared at him, my face carved from ice. Marco turned to me, his expression impassive. "Miss. Your orders for the traitor?"

Silence fell. “Alessandro,” Franco stammered, a false charm slipping. “I didn’t expect....” “You didn’t expect me to see your theft?” Alessandro’s voice was calm, deadly. “You think you can cheat this family? Cheat me?” Franco’s face paled. “I… I was going to bring it to you.” “Liar.” Alessandro’s eyes burned. “I gave you trust. And you betrayed it.” He raised his hand. Luca’s gun clicked behind Franco’s head.

[VECTOR] "Vector, lo sai che non ti tradirò mai." The man spat out—literally spat out, with all the drool sprinkling in the air. I scrunched up my nose in disgust—because how could you not—and sighed deeply into my chest. [Vector, you know I will never betray you.] The truth was, I didn’t know.

“If it weren’t you, I wouldn’t be here. I never want any of this luxury. I only want my freedom and to do the things I’m best at. To save life. Not to be a plaything or a dirty little secret that you hide as you play the perfect mafia boss and soon to be husband for Juliana.” His words hit me like a physical blow. The air felt thick, heavy with unspoken accusations. I was momentarily speechless. It was the first time in a long while that Tristan had spoken with such raw, unvarnished bluntness. It was the truth, a truth I had skillfully avoided acknowledging, even to myself.

I know he’s the right person to fill that void for Freya, but I don’t think I’ll ever be able to trust someone again. I trusted Anton when we were younger, but every time I called him, he was at a club or party where tons of women were in the background, causing me to worry, so I broke up with him. He swears he was faithful to me the entire time, and I want to believe him, but there’s a voice in the back of my mind that doubts him. I married Lincoln, believing that he truly loved me and would be faithful, only to find out how foolish I was.

Tristan responded in agreement. Tristan turned his gaze to Lalaine. "If you want, I'll be the one who will jump. After all, if it wasn't because of me, it wouldn't have happened. Because of my greed for money and my desire to have you as mine, I made a deal with Romana. I did not keep my promise to you! I'm a traitor! I'm sure you'll be very satisfied if I die." A bitter expression appeared on Lalaine's face.

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)."

Knowing she could not dally anymore, she shouted, "Okay, okay! I will tell you the real truth now! Just stop!" Laura's dark skin now seemed to sag, weighed down by the crushing burden of her secret. Her grey hair appears dull and lifeless, like a veil of shame cast over her face. Her brown eyes, once warm and loving, now filled with tears, brimming with a deep remorse that threatened to spill over. Her voice trembled, a barely audible whisper, as if the words themselves were toxic, poisoning her very soul. "Tristan, I, I stole you," she stammers, the words hanging in the air like a challenge, a gauntlet thrown down, daring him to confront the truth.

"The Family always protects its own. But Vincent, if someone betrays the Family, the consequences are severe. You understand that, right?" "I understand. I would never betray the Marconi family. And I would never betray you." He looked me right in the eye, as if he truly believed every word. That's the most dangerous thing about liars. Eventually, they even manage to lie to themselves. "Good," I said, raising my wine glass. "To our future." "To our future." The clink of our glasses sounded like a promise. The promise of the perfect revenge.

he said slowly, his voice soft but firm. Elena took a deep breath. "I have lived through these betrayals," she began, her voice clear and steady despite the pain. "For years, I trusted those I loved. I believed in promises and kind words. But I now know that my life was built on lies. Liam and Serena have used my trust to hide their own greed and cruelty."