I Guarantee It Novels & Stories

𝙸 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗. “𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚢.” 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍, “𝙸'𝚖 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎.“

“⁠If we do this you must guarantee Matt‌hew’s sa‍fety. You protect him no m⁠atter what no matter who c‍omes for me.” Damian st‌ops pacing, he loo‌ks at me differently now not as l‌everage or as a burd⁠en but as a mother. “You have my word on that,” he says. And t‍here is no hesitation. “On‌ my life, nothing w⁠ill happen to that boy‍.”

It's not even my car, and I'm getting annoyed with his presence in it. He turns it back down, "I trust you. I just know what I've seen. I'm working on it, okay?" "I promise you, I've never even thought about playing you in any way (not recently, or at least not in that way...). I'm trustworthy, I swear. Scout's honor," I put three fingers up. "Sure, because that's what trustworthy people say." I frown. "Relax, I'm joking. I trust you 100%. You're a girl scout?"

"Fine. Go get your tests done. However, you have to guarantee that if the examination causes you to miscarry, it has nothing to do with our hospital. We won't take any responsibility." I nodded. "Don't worry. All these people are watching. I'm not going to cause trouble for your hospital." I was taken to the ultrasound room. I was a guy. I did not even have a uterus, let alone a baby. Once they did the ultrasound, everything would be clear. With this kind of juicy gossip going down, quite a few onlookers followed along. Some people saw the bloodstains on the back of my pants and started whispering and pointing.

"Do me a favor huh, why don't you let me worry about our protection and safety and you take care of the festivities. I promise you that if there were something for you to worry about I would tell you. We straight?" "I guess Colton I'll do my best, but promise me that you're not gonna be hurt either." "You can take that to the bank."

he confessed. "What guarantees me you won't do that again?" Now that we were looking at each other, I was trying to fathom the truth in his blue eyes. "I was going to say that you have my word, but I know that my word is no longer worth a guarantee to you. So maybe just a vote of faith in me, and time will be able to tell if it was worth it or not," he replied, being honest.

he tossed, smirking. My logical brain instantly took over, not letting me make a complete idiot out of myself. "That is because I'm good at my job," I responded confidently. "It's fortunate for you that I find you useful. As long as you keep up the good work, I will guarantee your full protection. Not even your father himself will be able to touch you," he stated.

"And this… this is my guarantee." "Guarantee for what?" My voice was a thread. "Guarantee that you will do exactly as I say."

Daniel tried to reason with her, but it was a futile attempt. “Don’t make promises that you cannot keep.” “Have I ever broken any promises that I made to you? Ella, I am the same Danny you know, and I promise you that I didn’t know the truth about your mother. Please, Ella, trust me. I promise you, we will talk things out, and I will never leave you. Call me selfish, but I love you too much for that to ever happen. You have no idea how miserable I have been these last six years.”

My hands found their way to her back, mirroring the gesture she offered, a silent exchange that spoke volumes. "I'm always going to be here for you, and I'm going to make sure you are safe," I vowed, my voice carrying the weight of my commitment as I gently caressed her back. The promise flowed from the depths of my heart, a solemn oath that held both a reassurance and a plea. "Thank you. I trust you," Guila's words were a whispered affirmation, a declaration that resonated in the space between us. Her trust was a gift, a bond forged through shared experiences and the unspoken understanding that had grown between us.