روايات وقصص ضمن Marriage Betrayal Romance Books

Over the sound of my own heartbeat pounding so loud it's drowning out everything else. This is Sofia. My Sofia. Seven years. Seven years I've been carrying her memory. Seven years of wondering where she was, if she was happy, if she ever thought about me. Seven years of holding onto the hope that maybe, somehow, someday, I'd find her again. And she's been here all along. In my world. In my family. Married to Marco. The betrayal of it hits me like a physical blow. Not her betrayal—But the universe's betrayal. Fate's cruelty. The sick joke of bringing me back to the one person I've been searching for, only to find her completely out of reach.

Large windows covered by cream curtains. A dark wood dresser. A king-sized bed. The unfamiliar scent of expensive cologne lingering faintly in the air. My heart skipped. Where am I? Then it hit me. Damian's house. My stomach dropped. We got married last night. The realization slammed into me like a brick. I collapsed backward onto the bed and dragged both hands down my face. Great. Just great. I'm a married woman now. And of all the people in the world to be married to, it's Damian Westwood.

Yes, she was going to personally find Nathan to end the so-called marriage, that had brought so much pain to her. When she closed her eyes, she could clearly recall that day Nathan cheated on her at the apartment. If that wasn’t enough, he pushed her down. She was sent to the hospital and she lost the unborn children. What made it was painful the fact that she heard Nathan with her own ears saying that it didn’t matter if the unborn child was saved or not. Every word from Nathan’s mouth was like a sharp needle piercing through her heart. She just wished that she could have known that this marriage could turn out this way, maybe she could have needed it a long time ago and protected her pregn

Rumors about the real reason we got married. Now everything is known: Sebastian left me, Levi married me for a deal and our marriage is a sham. The reasons are different in all the media, of course. Some say Sebastian left me because he found out I was cheating on him with Levi and that I got pregnant by mistake, but lost the baby. Other media say that he kidnapped me and forced me to marry him. The most insidious rumors are those that claim that Levi has in fact found his destined mate, or that he suspects who the young woman is, and evidently, it's not me. They augur that he is probably about to leave me.

, Honestly they both did, two lying, betraying backstabbers, what a match made in heaven, I hoped they both drown in it. “Typical you, even after everything, you’re just going to pretend it didn’t happen”. “What else would you have me do”, I said exasperatedly. “For one thing, don’t let them get away with it”. “How it’s not like I can announce to the world that they cheated on me, they’ve already made me a laughing stock, what else can I do”. “First of all you need to open your eyes and realize that you’re far much better than any of them, it’s high time they know that as well, you need to quit being on the receiving end of pain and start inflicting some as well, I bet they have done much wo

My chest rose and fell as I forced the words out, each one cutting deeper into me as I spoke them. “My womb is damaged, Kieran. I can’t carry another child. I can’t bear another pregnancy. That child… our daughter… she was my only chance. My only child.” My fingers curled into my palm so hard my nails bit into my skin, grounding me in the moment. “And you let her die.” The last words cracked, but I didn’t look away from him. Not even once. My voice steadied again, colder and sharper now. “You betrayed me once. And now… you’ve done it again,” a tear slipped down my cheek, but my expression didn’t change. “I will not survive a third betrayal from you.”

Needed to torture myself with the images of Damian's face, contorted in what looked like genuine affection for another woman. I wanted to mock myself for ever thinking I could be happy. For ever thinking that I, of all people, could be deserving of a love story. It was just like Chloe had said. I was catching feelings for a man I was supposed to hate. And now, it seemed, I had been right to be so cautious. I had let my guard down. I had let him in. And he had betrayed me. In the worst way a woman could be betrayed. Was this his version of a real marriage? To be married to two women at the same time? One for public consumption and one for private pleasure?

Her tone was scathing, each word laden with the resentment she had carried for years, and her defiance was unyielding, a shield she used to protect herself from his accusations. Vincent’s face twisted with frustration, his fists clenching at his sides as he took a deep breath to steady himself. “You’re the one who left me! Don’t you dare twist this on me!” he shouted, his voice cracking under the weight of buried pain. “Have you forgotten what you did to me? How much that hurt? You left me, Isla, without a single word—just vanished! We were supposed to get married the next day! Do you even understand what you put me through?” His voice grew louder, his words tumbling out in a torrent of angu