Traição Novels & Stories

“It’s… it was my fault! A terrible, awful mistake that I regret every single day! And Pauline… I feel so terrible about Pauline. It wasn’t intentional, it just… happened. And I’ve been trying to figure out how to tell her, and how to make it right.” “A mistake?” he scoffed, his lips curling into a sneer. “Sage, a mistake is forgetting to turn off the lights. A mistake is saying the wrong thing at a party. This… this is a profound betrayal. A fundamental violation of trust. How could you do that to Pauline? How could you do that to Andrew? And how could you sit there and pretend with me, knowing what you were doing?”

Doing a pregnancy test was the best way to get her to confess. Instead of being sad that my best bud betrayed me, I felt an overwhelming joy about the whole thing. My wife finally believed that I didn't betray her. And the best part was, I didn't commit a sin with the idiot. It was only a cooked up story. I was indeed stupid to overly trust the shit.

Giulia, her childhood friend, had sold her out. The safehouse key Alessandro gave her weighed in her pocket. She couldn’t afford to lose that trust. But Giulia’s betrayal cut deeper than Dante’s voicemails or Sofia’s taunts. Livia had trusted her, shared secrets over late-night coffees, only to learn she’d leaked her plans to Sofia, Dante’s scheming ally. The photo trembled in her hand, Giulia’s smile now a smirk. Livia’s green eyes narrowed with resolve hardening like the steel she’d forged burning Dante’s voicemails last night. She wasn’t that gambled bride anymore—she was a player, and players didn’t forgive traitors.

Emily and Liam stood frozen, their hearts sinking in disbelief as the weight of betrayal settled upon them. The unexpected source had shattered their trust, leaving them adrift in a sea of confusion and hurt. Emotions churned within them as they grappled with the fallout of this shocking revelation. Emily's voice quivered with a mixture of anger and sadness. "How could they do this to us, Liam? We trusted them implicitly," she exclaimed, her voice filled with a raw vulnerability. Tears welled in her eyes, threatening to spill over, as the weight of the betrayal settled upon her shoulders.

“I guess I was wrong for always trusting you so much and thinking you were some kind of savior. Now the old saying is true: you can never rely on any human, because they'll only help you to get something from you.” “How dare you speak about that? You’re the one who has betrayed me. Tristan and I have been together since we were children. I got distracted by lust and deviated from him. You were too greedy and tried to steal my happiness. You had so much interest in the man I was marrying. It’s shameless of you to have loved your best friend’s fiance. I stupidly let you marry him, and now that I want him back, I will get him. You’ve made the biggest mistake by stabbing me in the back this way.

"Bab..." "You lied to me about where you work, you lied to me when you said you work for the government's defence and being a naive girl that I am I trusted you. For once I let another man enter my life knowing the previous ones never gave a shit about me. I trusted you when you said the trucks which have your trade have legal stuff but that was a lie too. I believed you when you said your friends were just too uptight but that was a lie too. You lied to me when you said you went fora business meeting but that was just one of your lies too. You constantly lied to me and foolishly I believe that and trusted you, avoided all the red flags and I blindly cared for you when you showed me that you

I wasn't sure how to answer his question, because I had indeed loved Lucian in the past. Margaret was so angry that she slapped me. "Anna! You betrayed your own Pack out of jealousy?! I already know that Sophia gave her weapon to you on the day of the trial. Otherwise, those vampires could never have laid a hand on her!" Margaret couldn't stop crying at this point. I simply looked at her with empty eyes and spoke in an even calmer voice. "Maybe Sophia secretly reached a deal with the vampires and lured them over on purpose."

The room feels impossibly small, the air thick with the weight of everything unsaid. Sofia glances at me, her eyes wide, pleading. She takes a deep breath, and for a second, I swear she’s about to break down. “The traitor,” she continues, her voice barely above a whisper, “is someone close to Marco. Someone he’s trusted for years.”

Peter, Maybe when this letter reach you I was no longer here in Europe, my flight was tonight. I'm sorry that I will be doing these, you know me since the time that you court me. I'm sorry, for using you for my personal gained and you where just so dumb to notice it. I am ambitious man and I was not satisfied for what's happening to me, to us. You know that this was coming. I'm sorry. -Michael P.S. I take the money, I need it for a new start. Goodbye.

The person who betrayed her. Chinyere wanted so much to blame her misfortune on Tobi but she knew it wasn't his fault. It was hers. It was her fault for trusting someone whom she'd never met before. It was number one on her list of 'What Not To Do', a list she'd created in her head as she faked being asleep. What Not To Do 1. DO NOT trust strangers. "Don't worry," the man announced to the hostages and stepped away from Chinyere, "we'll be there soon. I received a text and the customers are excited to meet you."