When Family Betrays You Novels & Stories

“When I get started? I never said I was going to do it.” “You don’t have a choice,” he said with a dark expression. “If you do nothing,” he continued, “your family falls. If you act… they survive.” “And Rowan? Are you asking me to betray him?” “He has already betrayed you.” I closed my eyes, letting the image of everything replay in my head. Rowan left me… yes. He betrayed me… yes. But was that enough reason to betray him back? Was that enough reason to replace my family with his?

Or was it her father, the figure she held in the highest regard, her sole family, her pillar of strength, who she was willing to sacrifice her own happiness for, only to be betrayed? “You can't be the man I knew all along,” The anguish in her voice was palpable, a mixture of sorrow and disbelief that hung heavy in the air. Each tear that fell carried the burden of shattered trust and broken dreams. The betrayal had pierced her soul, leaving her quaking with a profound sense of loss and disillusionment.

"You can steal, you can kill, but you don't betray the mafia." Unfortunately, Mauricio is only one out of the few men who dared to betray the family. They often use their family as a reason, when in the end, it's all about their greed. They sell their morale and family and for what? For some wad of cash? Pathetic if you ask me.

"I'm sorry, I was about to tell you. I thought I could handle it myself…" "But you clearly couldn't!" Dad cut him off. "But how do you know it's the same person who's doing it?" I asked. "Not every person in my gang has the gut to go against me." "Who do you think it is? Are you sure it's someone from the family?" I didn't want to believe someone from our loved ones would betray us like that. I glanced at Robert, Laura, Tim and two other men who worked closely with Dad. Though we weren't blood related, they were no less than a family to us.

Because if this was true, if Antonio Castellano really was the man who helped destroy my family, then Lucia wasn’t just in the middle of my world. Funny how history repeated itself. My father got betrayed by a friend. And now I might have to betray the only woman I’ve ever loved—before she does. Fuck.

“We have done our part. You already shamed the family. I won't tolerate what you did and if they want a death sentence, we will let them do that. Your sister is right. You're a failure in this family, Zenaida. Don't hope that we will help you because we condemned what you did. We have no killer from the family.” I cried from my father's words. The thing that my family did is a painful betrayal to me. They betrayed me. I am their daughter but the way they give up on me is an unforgettable betrayal. They hurt me so badly. I wanted to cry but it was enough. Knowing my father, words are meaningful to him. It can't be changed.

Hell was about to be unleashed. "O...okay. I'll do it. I'm ready. Just leave my family out of it," Felix pleaded, his voice shaking. I patted his head and he whimpered. "Good, we now have an understanding. But let me make one thing clear: if you decide to betray me, know that I'm always watching, always one step ahead. And do you know who'll pay the price for your treachery?" "N...no." I leaned in closer, my voice dropping to a menacing whisper. "Your family."

That loss is what truly shatters the soul. When a loved one betrays, it strikes like a storm from within, unexpected and devastating. The foundation of trust and love that seemed so secure is suddenly crumbled. It is a wound that bleeds in silence, for how can one hate someone who once brought so much joy? The betrayal from family is not easily processed; the closer the bond, the sharper the pain.

I felt the sensation again, because it seemed to suddenly hurt. I remembered what Mama did again. How could she do this to me? I accept that he traded me for money, but he took advantage of me, I didn't expect that. I feel like my whole family has betrayed me. It's like showing me that I don't fit in there. What have I done? I sniffed and touched my cheek. I just saw myself crying. I cried because of what I found out. What other betrayal will I know? Is there no end to this?

I certainly couldn’t reach any lower than the bottom so who knows… perhaps I could still outlive this and make Domenico fall in love with me. If Dante doesn’t see through our ruse, that is. Because I know once he did it would be over for both Domenico and me I. Dante would never trust his brother again and would probably strip him of his title because of me. Tradimento. Betrayal was the only thing that could break up a mafia family - once you break the trust, nothing could fix it again. Did I care? These people were only my family through this joke of a marriage, so why should I be faithful to them? Dante would throw me under the bus as soon as he had a chance, so why shouldn’t I do the same