Love Is Betrayal の小説・ストーリー

Because no matter how close he pulled me. No matter how hard he kissed me, how desperately he tried to take back every second we had lost. It would never erase the pain. It would never undo the betrayal. That was why my tears slipped free. He felt them the moment they hit his skin. The moment the salt mixed with our kiss, the moment my body shook from something other than just need. And Travis Cole who never stopped, never backed down, never let go of something once he had itfroze. His breath shuddered against my lips.

I propped myself down on the sofa . "I can't believe she could do this and act innocent all along. She separated us for her so-called love for me. Fucking unbelievable!" The feeling of betrayal was tearing me apart. The one whom I trusted so much to be my support in those was the one who caused my sufferings. "Bitch. That's all she is." Ryan made a disgusted face. "I missed spending three damn years of my life with Brae. We would have been a family if she didn't break our marriage off. " I put my head in my hands thinking over everything.

Every rational thought fled as the betrayal tore through me like a raging storm. All I knew was that whatever fragile hope I had clung to, whatever foolish belief that our love might survive past wounds, had just been obliterated. Every promise, every tender touch, every moment of peace we had fought for, it vanished, replaced by unbearable agony. This wasn’t a misunderstanding. This wasn’t a fleeting mistake. This was a betrayal. A rejection. Again. But this time, it wasn’t with action. It was with flesh. With intimacy. With the proof of passion laid bare before me.

"I love you, Scarlett." Without turning back, I corrected him. "No, Chuck, you don't love me, and you don't love Melinda either. You only love yourself. "If you were still protecting Melinda now, I might understand that you betrayed me for true love. But the way you are now just makes me feel like my dead child and I were nothing but a joke." I stopped and looked back at the speechless man before telling him softly, "Chuck, I used to admire you. I thought you were a hero.

This man was totally negating the theory of fairytales and all the romantic poems. "Love can get suppressed by fear. She wouldn't remain loyal to you once she is scared of someone else. You have to maintain the dominancy on people so they don't betray you." He had also forgotten about his food as his all attention was one. "Loyalty and betraying are too different things. Only a selfish person betrays you but a loving person can never betray you. Loving person can never be a betrayer but a scared one would surely betray you once he will be given the chance." I talked in one breath as I was breathing heavily. He wasn't getting my simple point.

I thought today would be the perfect moment to tell him, to share the good news, to finally fix what had broken between us. Instead, I was met with his shameless betrayal, his cruel humiliation, his merciless disregard. The man I once loved had been warm and dazzling, like light slipping through my fingers—something beautiful, something mine. Now, that same light burned too bright, searing through every fragile hope, reducing my love to nothing but ashes. I wasn’t sure if it was the force of Ethan’s movements shaking the car too violently or if the blood-streaked handprints on the window had caught a passerby’s attention.

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."

“That is optional, what is more important to me is a man who is loyal and only has room for one woman in his life.” “Is that so?” he said, amused. “Yeah” I said, lamely. What was he playing at? “You think Ace is going to be loyal while he is gone for a month at a time?” “Yes. Why wouldn’t he be?” “Will you?” he said, avoiding my question. “What the hell Gabriel?” I said defensively. “You don’t love him Harper” he said, simply, “You’ll get bored of him and you will hate yourself for it.” “I’m going to bed, goodnight” I said angrily.

"Last night's sex was a lie too?" I gasped and took a step back. "Don't, Daniel. Don't you ever trail me like I'm an object!" I yelled at him. Daniel moved closer to me and laughed, "Trail you? Do you think so? No, All I did was love you and you betrayed me! Now, it's my turn to show you what heartbreak is. Let's see how you deal with the scandals that are to come!" He warned and turned around to leave. My heart shattered as I watched him leave, unable to say a word.

Marco sat at the other end of the table, impossibly composed, his blue eyes watching me with a calm intensity that made my heart flutter and my stomach churn. The weight of this moment pressed against me like a mountain. “Francesca,” Marco said softly, his voice like silk against the room’s stillness. “Yes?” I met his gaze, trying to summon the courage to speak without my voice trembling. He leaned forward, his fingers lightly tapping the table. “I understand that your love was betrayed, your pride was crushed, and you don’t trust what we’ve just started.” His words hit like a thunderclap. My chest tightened as my past came rushing back: Gianni’s lies, my father’s downfall, the shame that ha