The Price Of Betrayal นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“She was my fiance. I trusted her.” “And you betrayed her,” Victor said bluntly. Ethan shot to his feet. “I did what I had to do.” Victor did not argue. “Then do what you have to do now.” Ethan turned away, staring at the bookshelf. His reflection stared back at him from the glass. A man he barely recognized. “I will not lose everything,” Ethan said slowly. “I did not crawl out of nothing to end up like this.” Victor watched him closely. “What are you thinking?”

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.

WILBET — POV Every man has his price mine thirty Million dollars And how do I intend on doing that Well it's very easy honestly See, I’m not some monster—I’m a product of my upbringing. I was raised to believe I deserved the finer things in life. Private schools. Tailored suits. Cuban cigars before I was legally allowed to smoke. I used to think wealth was a birthright, not something you worked for. But when you live like that without a plan? Without a fallback?

"Seventy-five thousand dollars. Four days after your embryo transfer.” The sequence hit her. I saw her mind work, connecting the points. Her confusion shattered, replaced by dawning horror. "No, that's not possible. You think he was paid? To leave me?" A harsh laugh escaped her. "He didn't need payment to be a coward." "Perhaps not," I agreed. "But the payment ensured the cowardice happened at a specific time. It engineered your loneliness to coincide with a specific... opportunity." She paled. She understood. The personal betrayal was now something darker. A transaction. "Who?" she whispered. "Who would pay him? Why?"

My heart twisted seeing him bound, seeing him unable to fight back. The alpha stepped closer to me then, crouching low, his voice a whisper meant for me alone, though everyone strained to hear. “This is the price of betrayal, Nora. I could kill him. I could kill you. But humiliation… humiliation cuts deeper. Remember this night, every eye watching, every whispering tongue. Remember it.” I trembled violently, my body refusing to move, my breath choking me. I could feel the weight of every stare, every judgment pressing into my skin.

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.

But I woke up. Forever marked by what love left behind. He closed his eyes as the thunder rumbled faintly in the distance, not outside — but within. Each beat of his heart was an ache, a memory, a whisper of all the chances he never took… and all the love he never truly gave. > “I guess this is the price for my betrayal,” he murmured, bitterly. “The reward for all my lies. My arrogance. My blindness.” This — this hollow emptiness, this silence that screamed, this ache that sat in his bones, this was what he had earned.

The woman was Katie O'Connor, Beck's mistress for six years. After the wedding fiasco, Beck had called off their relationship. Still, Katie couldn't accept the meager one million dollars she got after six years of being overlooked. She began relentlessly harassing Beck once I left. She even showed up pregnant, demanding he take responsibility. Out of a sense of duty to the child, Beck gave her ten million dollars and a villa. But when the baby was born, a paternity test revealed that the child wasn't his. Beck hated betrayal above all else, especially the humiliation of being cheated on and made a scapegoat.

he muttered. Nelvan's eyelids closed, he breathed in and out several times, after he felt calmer, Nelvan opened his eyes again, maybe his angry nature would never have existed if Romy's betrayal with Bella had never happened. The feeling of betrayal is truly unforgivable to Nelvan, wealth is not everything, but the trust he has built for someone is destroyed right on the wedding day for the sake of wealth. Imagining the incident again makes his head heat up, he feels unsatisfied to have made Romy and Bella suffer out there, they are still alive and Nelvan will feel calm if they are miserable until they can no longer live.

"No, no, it wasn't like that! I swear, I never—" "Don't fucking lie to me!" I roared. The poker hovered an inch from his face, and the stink of his fear ratcheted up a notch. "You know what the price is for betrayal, Sergey. You knew, and you did it anyway." He broke then, sobbing and pleading. But I was long past the point of mercy. The animal in me hungered for blood, and it would have it. I pressed the searing metal to his chest, the sizzle of flesh and his high, agonized scream a twisted kind of music. The shadows in the room deepened, drawn to the violence like moths to a flame.