Bts Trust Me Novels & Stories

His laughter echoed through the room, and I had to remind myself that I needed him for this. “Alright, alright. Chill. But why?” I bit my lip, searching for a reason that wouldn’t sound ridiculous. “I don’t trust Jacob.” B’s laughter boomed even louder. “Oh, that’s rich. Between you and Jacob, I trust him with girls way more than I trust you.” I narrowed my eyes at him, annoyed. “Are you calling me untrustworthy?” “Let’s just say Jacob’s too chicken to make a move on Kylie, while you’ve been sleeping with half the city’s female population,” B teased, completely unfazed.

" I want your help, please. Help me and my father out." For the first time since entering this room, Tristan spoke, "And you know I can't, my loyalty lies with my boss, Mr. Keinsington Taehyung." His tone came across as raw and cold. His ridiculous speech caused my eyebrows to furrow. "And from when you started to consider him as your boss, as far as I remember you already went against your so-called boss, then why now, Please help me out. I can't stay here anymore."

Trust by trust. And maybe… finally… allow ourselves to breathe.

“No.” “But I trust the part of me that still remembers how betrayal feels.” She looked up. Eyes quiet. Voice sharp. > “Next time I erase a name…” > “…I’ll make sure the ghost doesn’t survive.”

Kent said quickly, the lights in his eyes dimmed as he spoke, “I promise I won’t be any problem. I’ll live like I don’t exist.” Cillian sat pensively. Knowing Kent, he could never live like that, but he was desperate. “I know you’re trying to help Benita,” Kent pressed, “I know a faster way to achieve that.” Kent clicked on his i*******m profile. “I’m not just a fitness coach.” He typed, “I stand for the truth. I stand with Benita.” “How can I trust that this will work?” “Oh just wait and see,” Kent said, “The tides of comments are about to change”

“If the Seoul partners don’t sign by tomorrow, the whole thing could fall apart.” “They will,” Damian said. “Because you’ll make sure of it.” She looked up. “Me?” He smiled — not the practiced kind, but something softer. “You’re the one they trust. You handled their original deal. You see the details no one else does.” Her pulse stuttered. “You trust me with that?” “I should’ve from the start,” he said. “I’m trying to do better.” He meant it. She could hear it in his voice. And God help her — she wanted to believe him.

He was giving her the control over what she wanted to do, even though she had no idea what was about to happen. “Just like the dancing and the touching you’ve already done for me, this is just play and your common sense is going to argue with you about it, but you have to be willing to trust me and trust that I won’t hurt you. If you don’t like what I’m doing, just say so.” She swallowed hard, looking up at him. She hadn’t known this man but a few days and she was agreeing to let him use a kinky kit on her. She must be mad. What would Cathy say if she knew what she was about to do?

Everyone stared at Mom with confused expressions. Suddenly, the current triggered on its own. Mom screamed as electricity coursed through her body, making her convulse uncontrollably. Mom looked at the phone in shock. She knew that purple devil signal better than anyone, but it had always been mine. How could a scientist of her caliber be lying? Her confident smile froze. With a sharp gasp of pain, she ripped the chip off. "This is impossible! I am Jessie and Ryan's mother. What's going on? The chip must be malfunctioning," she said, trying to reconnect it with firm resolve.

"Promise me one thing." "Yeah?" "You would never,ever break my trust. Never!" ****************

Someone I'm not sure I can fully trust. Slade.