Novel & Cerita Spider-man Betrayed Harem Fanfiction

I enjoy the touch, the hug and the warmth emanating from his body. Nothing like I'm a married woman. The man I thought I married had just fucked up big time. So I'm staying in his brother's arms right here, sipping the satisfactory vibes I'm feeling. Revenge can't be sweeter than this. One with my betrayer’s enemy. The fact that he even comes through for me after rejecting me makes me cry even more. Especially as Edward's sweet relationship with me flashes over me. I cry because I remember the man who once promised to protect me.

Two powerful Mafia families controlled Sicily: the Moretti family and the Vincenti family. To survive here, you had to swear loyalty to one side. Three years ago, Luca Romano of the Moretti family was being hunted by his enemies. I hid him, badly wounded, in my wine cellar. That was the only reason he survived. Later, he proposed to me. But on the eve of our wedding, just as the two families were preparing for peace talks, the police set up an ambush at the meeting place. Only a handful of insiders knew the new address, and all the evidence pointed to Sofia Greco, Luca's childhood friend. But Luca burned the evidence and named me as the suspect instead. "You want me to die in her place?" He

I didn't see the lights change and I crashed before passing out. ****** Present Day I woke up again after my brief nap and turned to see Jasmine in my bed, she has been in my bed for weeks now since my mate betrayed me. I turn to look at her naked body, she is beautiful and had all the curves in the right places, she open her eyes and smiled at me before I kissed her getting her aroused as my cock grew extremely hard. She was new to my harem of mistresses because I decided to have them again, I had gotten rid of them before because it was the right thing to do, I loved Allison so much, I would have done anything for her if only she had loved me the same way. I got between Jasmine's legs as s

I didn't care about the recycled air or the dull ache starting in my wrist; I was just laughing. “It’s weirdly cozy,” I said, twirling my pen. “Like a riot, but with better vibes.” Joana cut me a look over the rims of her glasses. “Don’t go soft on me now. We have a brand to uphold.” Before I could answer, a guy in a faded Spider-Man hoodie stepped up, his eyes darting between us. “Settle a bet,” he said, tapping the cover of the sequel. “Are we Team Morally Gray Men?”

“She was supposed to be a captive, a prisoner. And now you are here treating her better than your sister. You are such a disappointment and a disgrace!” “I think I'll go now,” Cassandra spoke. I nodded, and as soon as she left. I stepped in front of Mariam, my eyes blazing with anger. “I am so disappointed in you," I spat. “Never thought you'd betray me…” “What the fuck are you talking about? Has that bitch fed with another of her lies?!" “A little birdie told me you've gone back to your vomit…” I leaned closer, my voice dropping low. You really don't want to spend a night in that dungeon, so I'd advise you not to spill lies. What did you tell Marco?!"

The moment of betrayal had haunted her long before her body began to give way. Before the fall, there was one scene that burned in her mind—a moment of cheating that had shattered her world. Jane had been searching for Daniel, determined to confront him about the divorce papers. Instead, she had caught him in a dim hallway. There, he stood with a mysterious woman whose face remained hidden in the shadows. The woman leaned close, and their bodies pressed together in a way that spoke of secret passion. Daniel’s eyes held a fire that was not meant for Jane. The stolen glances, the gentle touch, and the way their lips met in a quiet, desperate embrace—each moment confirmed the betrayal Jane had

"She told us if we wanted revenge Duskhaven Pack as their Alpha's brother had destroyed our home. "She said if we kidnapped Kane's mate and child, he would definitely give up land to get them back. He loved his kid that much. "She gave us the address and photos. She even opened the garden gate to let us in. It was all her. We only followed orders." Kane's face filled with disbelief. He stared at them with fury as he yelled, "You'd better be telling the truth! Lyris was pregnant too. How could she do something like this? You know what happens if you lie!"

Standing beside a man whose face had been scratched out with black ink. Maya traced the outline with her fingertip. “You always thought you owned the board,” she murmured. “You forgot the pieces remember.” Her phone buzzed again. This time, she answered. “Speak,” she said. “You contacted him,” the voice on the other end said. Calm. Accusatory. Not asking. Maya didn’t flinch. “You told me once that survival means anticipating betrayal,” she replied. “I’m just listening.” “That man destroys everything he touches,” the voice warned.

This pain was nothing compared to one ten-thousandth of the betrayal and calculation that couple had inflicted on me! I only wished... wished that I had discovered their true faces sooner. But it was fine. It was good that I had personally ended the tragic fate of this child who would have been used as their tool, and completely severed James's delusion of using blood ties to bind me forever. I looked up at Linda, my lips curving into a cold, clear smile: "Not at all." My voice was hoarse from weakness but exceptionally firm. I turned on my side, enduring the pain that pulled at my wound, and took out a sealed document envelope I had prepared earlier from the bedside table drawer, handing it

I cut him off, “who you love, who you want to have a child with, none of that concerns me.” “All I know is that when I was still your wife, you cheated.” “You used the money I made to support another woman and her family.” “And you even wanted her to have a baby, put it under my name, and make me into some pathetic sucker.” With every sentence, his face drained a little more. “I…” His mouth opened, but no sound came out. “Whether you love Emma or not makes no difference to me.” I looked straight at him, word by word. “The moment you betrayed me, you should’ve known this day would come.”