Faithful A Novels & Stories

He said as the words coming out of his mouth were slurry. “I’m also a faithful lady who doesn’t cheat and it’s not easy, but it’s just that our type is rare,” I said proudly and he smiled. “I’m happy that we were both faithful to our partners and we are still faithful,” He said and I furrowed my brows. “Are still faithful? I don’t understand that statement,” I asked and he shook his head before tapping my shoulders fondly. “I meant we are always faithful,” He said and I nodded. “That’s right,” I laughed.

Jessica’s hands shook as she showed Christian the photo. “That could be old,” Christian said, though doubt colored his voice. “Taken before she helped us with Matt.” “Or it could mean everything she told us was a lie,” Jessica said. “Faith knew exactly when to show up with information about Barry. What if that was never about guilt? What if it was about earning our trust first?” Christian was already dialing a number. “I’m calling her right now.” Faith answered on the third ring, her voice bright and casual. “Christian? Is everything okay?”

I say as I place the phone in my ear. “Yes, boss,” Faith replies through the intercom between my office and her reception desk. Faith is probably the only person I trust with every detail of my life. Besides being my secretary, PA, or whatever you want to call her, she is a dear friend and married to Sawyer. “Get Sawyer on the line and schedule a meeting with Fairchild’s CEO,” I let out, and the laughter on the other side forces me to raise an eyebrow while she laughs uncontrollably. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” I ask, and when she stops laughing with a snort, and she finally responds.

I should stop myself from chasing and changing him. I think it would be better to focus on what truly matters and to align things. Gonna surprise, Daddy Dominick later on. I'll be cooking dinner for us and to sleep with him. I missed him so much and I wanted to make things right. Why do I always fail in accomplishing easy things? Like to be... faithful. Others may not see it as the way that I do but being faithful is easy for me to do before... but not until these men came barging into my life and made me some kinda whore and their bed warmer.

Every grain of light coming from the towering structure seemed to be a memory that slowly peeked into my mind. "I have no regrets," I said. "If I had to go unto it again, I'll gladly go back and do it all over again." I chuckled with the hint of sadness in me. The situation I'm at is enough proof that I didn't see this one coming. Because if I had seen it before, maybe it wouldn’t be this painful. “I do, Gael. I did, ” I said in the vast echo of remorse, and sadness. I know I that I vowed to be his wife, but I’m afraid that vow will remain unfaithful.

If she couldn’t be loyal to family, then who would she be loyal to? “I will vouch for her,” Faith interjected, stepping forward. “I came to them a few days ago seeking an alliance, and they agreed to pledge their loyalty to the crown.” “Is this true?” King Lucan asked my mother, and she nodded. “Yes, another member of their pack had arrived earlier that day, asking for an alliance when Faith showed up seeking sanctuary, and we learned of her relation to you,” Mila said, and I felt my heart stop at her words.

I went out with Lucas and Brian watching Faith with me outside, fighting for her life once again. Live, Faith… live for us. itsclarixass

The old man was fond of the family, and he didn’t hesitate in offering his services. “I don’t want to wait anymore, Palmer. I feel better, now knowing my baby will be okay. We can be here today, and who knows where we’ll be tomorrow? I want to be Gunner’s wife,” Faith replied as Palmer put a large white flower on her hair, the contrast of it with her dark curls making it all blend beautifully. “Well, all I have to say is that you look stunning, and it makes me happy you considered me to be your maid of honor.”

A knot formed in Jacqui's stomach as she entered the kitchen and noticed how beautiful the other woman was, her wheaten hair, her slim, yet curvy figure, firm breasts, and a smile that dropped a person's defenses. She looked beautiful—and not angry at Jacqui. Instead, Faith walked around the counter and took her hand. "Hi there. My name's Faith. Morgan's told me so much about you and, for the record, I told him he needed to warn you, but when do men ever listen."

He said he loved me, but he never trusted me. I wanted to question Hanson, to scream it at him. But he couldn't hear or see me. Everything I wanted to say dissolved into nothing. "If you want to know whether Tess is your child, we can run a DNA test for you," Amelia said quietly. She looked at Tess, who was curled up beside my body, small and silent. Those eyes looked exactly like Hanson's. Anyone could see it. So why did no one believe it? Amelia was right. If they tested again, it would prove the truth.