Novel & Cerita He's Never Failed Me Yet

I don't know when I ate last time, it have to be at breakfast before I left that morning. Taking some food in my mouth I almost moaned at the taste of meat when the door is opened and I see a man walk back inside with a cup of coffee in his hand. I have seen him before and I guess he is one of Kian's closest men. He walks over and takes a seat in the chair next to me while I get back to eating. "I'm Declan! Kian's beta" he says and I glance at him before popping some meat in my mouth again. I moan at the taste and swallow.

Feeling lost, I screamed, begging him to be kind to me. Charles let go of Julia and came over to me, grabbing my chin so hard I was scared to even breathe. "I told you, you're stuck with me forever. I'm going to make sure you're always in pain." He tossed me to the ground and stormed off with Julia in his arms. Pain jabbed at my belly, and I trembled so much it took forever to calm down. I called the number I remembered, "Hey, Mya. It's me."

August lay back down and whispered into the dark, soft enough that maybe Ash wouldn’t hear: “…I remember you now.” But he did hear. Because Ash whispered back, without opening his eyes: “I never forgot you.”

“I’ll do anything.” Her hips slowed, rolling in deliberate circles that squeezed him so tight he almost broke. “Even make sure I never fail any of your tests again?” He groaned, his resolve cracking as her wet cunt dragged over him, squeezing in slow pulses that made him tremble. “Yes,” he blurted, breathless. “Yes...I’ll make sure you never fail. I swear.”

I looked at the man who could finally put this chapter of my life to rest , and realized I believed he actually could. "Never failed before," Mick claimed. "Don't plan on it now." And that is good enough for me.

[KRISTEN] Never did I imagine encountering him again. In the aftermath of that incident, I was convinced he had landed himself in jail. Yet, upon reflection, he struck me as the kind of man who'd defy such circumstances. His parting words that night echoed in my memory: "You will never be happy, not while I'm still alive." The fleeting respite from my struggles to forget that incident crumbled as he flashed before my eyes, reigniting the pain and resentment.

Philips lets out another chuckle of triumph. "Now, let's start over, shall we?"

he added, his expression somber. "Did you say never?" I asked abruptly. "Yes, never. Except if a miracle happens, but the chances are slim," he snapped. A part of my heart sank immediately. My gaze drifted in the opposite direction as I tried to absorb everything he had just said. So he would never remember me; or his son, Jumia? As much as it seemed like good news, it also felt like bad news to my heart, which had started feeling something again, surprisingly. “But he remembers his mum and nothing else. When I asked him before his transfer, he said he doesn't have a father or a brother, that they both died in an accident many years ago, but that isn't the case in reality,” I pressed, my ton

That is the promise I will never forget. THE END

I want to believe this isn’t just a pause before everything shifts again. I want to let my guard down. But as I look out the window at the rain starting to fall, something settles deep in my chest. He pulled me out of the dark once. But he never promised to bring me into his light.