روايات وقصص ضمن The Betrayal: A Father's Secret

A pillow was clutched tightly in his arms, and he muttered to himself, “Mom… don’t go. I’ll avenge you… I’ll kill them all… The money, I have so much money…” His eyes were empty and unfocused, trapped entirely in his own world. I asked the doctor how he had become like that. The doctor explained that a week ago, under the pretense of “humanitarian aid,” a special “meeting” had been arranged. Gariel had been seated in a one-way observation room, while on the other side of the glass was his mother, Layla. Layla, however, had no idea that Gariel was watching her. She thought she was speaking to a lawyer sent by Drake, and to reduce her sentence, she betrayed Gariel without holding back.

‘Which may be why it took them three years to have Slade,’ he says. I close my eyes, pressing my lips to the top of Sloane’s head. As if everything else wasn’t bad enough, now this poor girl may some day find out that the man she thought was her father wasn’t and the man who was her father was murdered by her mother. ‘When do the betrayals end?’ I ask Roman. ‘I don’t know. If those aren’t Derrick’s bones in the corridor, then there will be at least one more. But I’m pretty sure they’re his.’

But that's how it is, without them, sometime in the future, they'll think back on it; from what they believed would have no apology, it will have one. And just by looking at each other at that moment, they said to themselves... THE BETRAYER.

“Begging me to kill you first? Because that’s the only reason a Brillantes would be stupid enough to walk in here like this.” Juno’s breathing was ragged, but he held my gaze. “I want to side with you.” The room went dead silent. My men shifted, hands hovering near their weapons, waiting for my signal. I kept the gun steady against his skull, my broad chest rising and falling with barely contained rage. “You’re betraying your own blood,” I said, the words dripping with contempt. “Your family just tried to kill my wife’s parents. They attacked my barracks in broad daylight. Give me one good reason I shouldn’t pull this trigger and paint the floor with your brains right now.”

I was tugging my hand trying to break the chain from the cuffs but it was useless, I was the fake sex toy cuff, but a real stainless steel kind, "Doesn't make sense Anthony, save your strength, I've tried", I could hear the sad news in her voice. "I can't believe none of this bullshit right now, I feel so betrayed by you and then there is Natz and Brad, don't you guys know what loyalty means?!, we are going to die because of things your fucking forefathers did, and I have to pay for sins I never knew I was apart of, I swear to god! This wedding is off is we survive this, we are so fucking done",

My mind raced with conflicting emotions – anger, heartbreak, and a profound sense of betrayal. I hesitated, considering whether to make them aware of my presence, but a second thought held me back. Instead, I quietly left. Their moans echoed in my ears as I closed the door behind me. My mother had never supported my marriage to Maxwell. In defiance, I had severed ties with her. The sacrifices we make for love. I brushed away the tears streaming down my face, a mixture of heartache and regret. The possibility of Ava and Maxwell being involved wasn't a shock; it seemed like an ongoing betrayal behind my back. The weight of deception sank in, leaving me grappling with a sense of numbness.

The man I thought I knew so well had become a stranger before my eyes. His face paled as he admitted his guilt, his voice laced with remorse and regret. He explained the circumstances that had led him down this path, the choices he had made in a desperate attempt to protect me and our child. But the pain of his betrayal cut deep, and the foundation of trust we had built crumbled beneath the weight of his deception. In that moment, I felt a whirlwind of emotions—anger, heartbreak, and a profound sense of loss. The life we had painstakingly built together now lay in ruins, a casualty of the secrets that had festered in the shadows.

“You think I’m blind?” She shook her head slowly, tears streaming down her face. “You think I would do this?” she asked, her voice cracking under the weight of disbelief. “After everything? You think I would willingly betray you?” Her eyes searched his face desperately. “I thought you knew me.” His expression darkened further, his lips curling with disgust. “I know exactly what you are,” he spat. “A cheating wife. A liar. You went out to meet men for pleasure. You’re filthy.”

Just then, my father stepped forward, his presence commanding, his voice cutting through the roar of the pack. ‘Today,’ he said sharply, ‘we are not defeated.’ He paused, scanning the gathered warriors with sharp, burning eyes, letting every words he spoke sink in. “But the truth is this,” my father’s voice cut through the murmurs, sharp and heavy. “Someone from here… someone of our own bloodline… someone we trust… betrayed us, they gave our secrets to the enemy and they put our Luna’s life at risk.”

Father shouted, his anger exploding after learning the results. Father turned to his men with a sharp, piercing gaze. "Make sure she doesn't take a single item from the main house! Take back every asset I ever gave her and freeze all her credit cards! Make her suffer for daring to lie to me all these years!" "Yes, Old Master!" his men answered firmly before rushing off to carry out the orders. I patted Father’s shoulder once more. I knew how devastated he felt after being betrayed for decades by the person he trusted most.