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"I'll promise, but first, you promise yourself: don't let it happen that you break the promise first." Isabella's expression turned confident, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "This can never happen." ****

What could I promise without lying? Finally, I wrote: *I can't promise to be perfect. I'm broken in ways that might never fully heal. But I promise to be honest. To fight for us. To never control you or manipulate you. To be your partner, not your owner. To build a life together on our terms. That's all I can offer. But I offer it completely.* Simple. True. Mine. Marcus showed me his: *I promise to protect you without controlling you. To love you without owning you. To stand beside you, not in front of you. To be patient with your healing. To never make you feel small. To build whatever kind of life you want. That's my vow.*

“Promise me you'll never bring this up. Promise to let it go.” Fuck no. I won't. “I promise,” I say through gritted teeth, while I crossed my fingers behind her so she wouldn't see. Because I'm not making any fucking promises. It's one more person added to my deathlist.

“I won’t risk another girl for Astrid. I need this promise over the bible” “I.. I promise over the bible that I will never hurt her in any way” he said. I nodded and left the area. ------- Author’s Note Hey guys. Follow me on I*******m due to six major benefits: Important announcements, so you don’t have to wait when you know that what is going on right now. You can join the discord group by the link in my bio of I*******m account to connect with other readers that share similar interests. I conduct poles and you can ask from my older readers: your opinion matters.

After all, the doctor said to have as little contact as possible, and I promised that I would get better soon. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

If you don't, I'll take this to court, and I'll enforce whatever the judge decides. "Lucius!" His voice trembled. "Are you really going to sue your own uncle?" I took a deep breath. "I've done right by my family, Uncle Liam. For three months, I didn't hound you for payment even once. But you have to live up to that word too. Since you signed the contract, you have to honor it." A long, heavy sigh came through the receiver. "I… I'll scrape the money together. Don't sue me just yet."

"Don't you want this? It's been a year since we've..." I turned away, my voice shaky. "It's not that... It's just been so long. I'm nervous." He tried to soothe me. "It's okay, honey, I'll be gentle. I'd love to give Ruby a sibling." My heart dropped. Did he really want more kids? Was he really after another 'backup heart' for Yoana? That thought made me so mad I could scream. My voice shook as I said, "You forgot, my stomach's upset."

It was not a request but it was not an order as well. For me it was a promise. An unspoken promise by Sebastian to give me a night full of unforgettable pleasure. How can I say no to that? "Yes." So I nodded my head with agreement.

“She just won’t say it. So please don’t tell her I told you.” A quiet laugh rumbled from Damon’s chest, soft and genuine. “I’m only leaving for tonight,” he said gently. “I’ll be back in the morning.” Kael shifted slightly beneath the covers. “Do you pinky promise?” Peeking back into the room, I saw Damon hesitate as Kael stretched out his small hand. Damon looked at the tiny finger offered to him, then reached out and gave it a firm but careful shake. “That’s not how it works,” Kael said, his words sleepy but serious. “You have to loop it. That’s what makes it real. You can’t break a real pinky promise.”

"You're not going to leave again?" "Never," I promised. The word came out fierce. "Not for anything. Not for anyone." "Promise me properly," he said, sniffling. "Like a real promise, not just words." "I, Laurabeth, promise you, Thomas, that I am never leaving your side again. Not for Teresa, not for Vanessa, not for anyone in this world."