La Traicion Frases Novels & Stories

"Dad, trust me. I didn't do anything. Yes, I pour wine but he disrespected me. He said some awful words. Trust me, please." "Last time I trusted you someone almost died. Last time I trusted you and you broke it. And you're telling me to trust you? You never gave me a reason you to trust you. Till when you'll ruin our reputation? Don't you get tired of it? Now I'm tired. I'm tired of hearing things about you from everywhere. I was wrong asking you when you don't respect it." He fled away to his room, not once looking back and seeing how much torn I was from his words.

“You talk about honesty like it’s useless—like family and loyalty are lies. But those words? They only lose their meaning when the wrong people use them. They’re not the enemy. The people who betrayed you are.” He looked at me that almost brought me to tears, as if he saw the real me. The real Valentina. “I’m not asking you to trust easily. I’m just asking you to stop punishing the few people who don’t want to hurt you.” Then, quieter: “Especially me.” Everything felt silent as Raffaele watched me get dressed and I turned my back against him in defiance, to shield myself. Then, just as I fastened the clasp of my gold necklace, he finally spoke again.

Megan felt her world tilt as she heard the forbidden words coming from the lovely lips of Mirabel Fuhler, a lady she still absolutely distrusted, and for good reason as well. “What did you say?” Megan whispered as Rosetta mouthed the word Traitor in disbelief and fell to her knees. Mirabel only looked at her with a sigh as she twiddled her lace covered thumb in distress, but Megan was not having it.

Blood spurts down his arm, soaking into his coat, but I’m still hungry for more. I assure myself I’m avenging Caleb, but all I see is Yosef’s hands roaming through Tristan’s shirt. Hands that’s not mine. Ideas that should be banned from my psyche. But it’s all that corrupts me. He shares the same look Tristan had on his face. “Y-You…fucker. I’ll kill you.” The same cliche farewell phrase every time: In the movies, novels, and real life. But I’m not the one grovelling on the floor like a poisoned mouse, am I?

‘Fottuto traditore’ [Fucking traitor] He snarled at his brother, ‘Come puoi tradire la tua carne e il tuo sangue? Papà aveva ragione sei un fottuto codardo. Ti ucciderà quando scoprirà cosa hai fatto; [How can you betray your own flesh and blood? Papa was right you are a fucking coward. He will kill you when he finds out what you have done]

I told him, relieved. “I’m trusting you with this, Trisha.” Lucas pinned me with his eyes that had gone golden with the power of the wolf. I simply nodded at him, unable to speak past the knot in my throat. How can I tell Lucas that I’ve already betrayed him once and was planning to do that again…? ****

Tracey's mother shifted uneasily, her eyes darting nervously between the two couples. "We trusted you," Marvin interjected, her tone tinged with betrayal. "But you chose to betray that trust in pursuit of your selfish desires." Tracey bristled, her composure slipping in the face of their accusations. "We only wanted what was rightfully ours," she protested, her voice tinged with desperation. Jace shook his head, a wry smile playing on his lips. "There's nothing frightful about deceit and manipulation," he countered, his words ringing with conviction. "You've shown your true colors, and now you'll face the consequences."

Diana asked making Alfeo nod his head at her words and laugh. “I don’t know if that was an indirect insult or not but I am not finished yet,” saying that he turned to look at me and then swiveling me around with my body facing him now he said, “I am trusting you, understand that? It’s a really big and rare word in the Mafia business so if you break that trust you should be ready to pay a fine for it.” “I knew there was something else,” I heard Gavin mumble at his words making me nervous at what I was going to hear next.

Trust became a fragile commodity, and each step forward in the pursuit of truth felt like traversing a treacherous path. Finally, a breakthrough came when a trail of evidence led them to a trusted advisor named Lucius. His actions and associations pointed to his involvement in the vampire conspiracy. Confronted with the damning evidence, Lucius crumbled under the weight of guilt and confessed his treachery. "I was tempted by power and promises of greatness," Lucius admitted, his voice filled with remorse. "I succumbed to the allure of darkness, thinking it would bring me what I desired. I betrayed my friends, my kingdom, and myself."

Mira's fist remained in the air, her facial expression a mix of emotions. “From the very first moment I saw him, I knew he was going to betray you, but I couldn't get myself to tell you. Call me a traitor. I was scared… that I was going to lose the only family I'd found after so long. I was so selfish. But I could have taken that risk, because now, you've become an unrecognizable shadow of yourself for someone who doesn't deserve it.” Lira wiped a strand of tear from her face. “I lost you eitherways.”