Who Needs Enemies When You Have Family นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I was displeased by his answer but before I could put pressure, he spoke. “Why’s he coming at you like that? I thought the family was supposed to protect their own.” I let out a bitter chuckle. “Not in my case. Luke and his dad, my uncle, are not just family. With families like them, you don't need enemies.” Kael didn't say anything to interrupt me so I continued. “They’re calculative. They are the kind of people who smile at you with knives behind their backs.” Kael glanced at me briefly, his eyes narrowing. “Why are they like that? What do they want from you?”

Slyvia said. I took a deep breath. I tried my best not to get annoyed. Slyvia is probably upset about leaving this place. I should not stoop to her level and say hurtful words. "I don't know about you but I've never really considered you my enemy. The two of us do not get along and there are times that you made me really angry but I've never thought of you as an enemy. Please know this" I said. My Father had ended up dead and our entire family had been wiped out by one of his enemies. Even before he died the way he did, we were always constantly living in danger because of those enemies of his.

It definitely had to be from somewhere or something important, after all, he's been ignoring a few calls since made that post. "You did well," a voice on the other end said. "But don't bother with any investigation. You'll definitely be watched by some sort of enemies from now on or whoever is probably against your girlfriend. Also, for now, we won't be meeting." Edward's mind was in a bit of confusion as he tried to make sense of the cryptic message. "Enemies"? "Yes." Edward breathed out a sigh with some many things on his mind. This stranger he had met yesterday that refused to even mention his name seems to be so weird and strange and Edward could not help wondering what the reason for th

Outside, I sit on a low wall, phone resting uselessly in my hand. I don’t need to lie to myself anymore. I do have enemies. People who smiled while taking things from me. People who called betrayal love and obligation loyalty. People who shared my blood and taught me, slowly and thoroughly, that blood means nothing when it is used as leverage. Family, I have learned, is not defined by proximity or name. And hatred does not always arrive loud or hot. Sometimes it settles quietly, patiently, waiting for permission. I think of Tiana’s question again.

"Alright. I'll tell you what I can. I am not your enemy. I'm not your friend either. There was a breach somewhere, but it wasn't the breach. You're correct, they got help from inside, but it wasn't me." "Then who was it?" Ï can't tell you that, you have to figure it out on your own because even if I told you, you wouldn't believe me. Your enemy is really close. "What do you mean?" "You'll find out eventually. The truth would always come out. Until then, watch your back. Sometimes, those whom we call family inflict the deepest wounds." "Watch your mouth!" I snarled. "If you think my family would betray me, you're mistaken."

“I am not playing anything. I can do as I please, and it has nothing to do with you.” “He is your brother, and she is trouble.” “Half-brother, get it right, and that is bad enough. No, she isn’t trouble. If your son weren’t such a lying, cheating bastard, then we wouldn’t be having an issue, but it runs in the family, right?” I snarl, my fists clenching. I am not one for hate, but when it comes to him and Henry, hate is the best word to use. They are as bad as one another—both pathetic excuses of a man.

But I don't want to get close to her. My life is hella dangerous and I don't even know when I will die based on my enemies list. My enemies are waiting for my weakness to get a hold of me. Till now, I don't have any weaknesses apart from my family but they are as dangerous as me. They can take care of themselves because they are trained to live like this.

I sighed before pushing her gently, wanting her to look me in the eye. “One thing that you need to understand, Sienna, is that I'm never going to blame you for whatever they are doing because I know that you do not, will not, and never have taken any part of it. I understand that this is not something that you like. I understand what you are trying to tell me. But sometimes you need to understand one thing. Our enemies come from family before they come from those who are strangers. Our enemies were once our friends, by the way. There is a reason why there are enemies right now and there is a reason why we stand against them. Family, friends, blood, water, bones, whatever it is that you can n

he nodded to Isla,and she smiled like she had just been crowned, “and one daughter who’s well... creative with her choices.” All eyes fell on me. I held up my glass. “Thanks for the shoutout, Dad. Happy anniversary to you too.” They all burst out laughing again. Uncle Sal nearly choked on his wine I smirk “And of course,” my father added, “our late son, whom we miss every day.” His voice fell into a softer tone, the kind that made my chest tighten a little. “This family has been through a lot. But we are still standing strong because of love. Loyalty. And her.” He gestured to my mother who still has that smile on her face.“The backbone of this family, even when I’m always the pain in the n

I questioned, after trying to wrap my head around what he meant in vain, "I want us to partner and draw his attention away from us, from me and my family, while you execute your heist," He explained, his words sent me deep into thought, I couldn't believe Bobby, my enemy, was asking me for help, even though I hated Bruno and wanted to get back at him, I hated Bobby as well, so I wasn't going to easily settle for anything that would be of more advantage to him, "What say you?" Bobby's words came again, snapping me off my thoughts,