Promise Me Not Book 소설 & 이야기

I continued, "You're right. I'm not young anymore. It's time to find someone and settle down." Only breathing came from the other end. I added after a moment, "Gotta go. Don't call me again unless it's urgent." As I moved to hang up, he raised his voice. "What the hell do you mean? Make it clear!" Chase pushed open the balcony door then. "More beer?" Ted paused, demanding, "Who is with you?" Unwilling to drag it out, I hung up and blocked the number. "Sorry, did I interrupt?" Chase asked, leaning in again.

"You’ll be the only wife I’ll ever have." He’d called it protection when he insisted our wedding be small, stripped of guests and ceremony. "The Foster name draws too many enemies in business. For your safety, it has to be simple. One day, I’ll make it up to you with the grandest wedding the world has ever seen." Even our marriage certificate had been handled quietly by his assistant. Now, the doctor’s words and the nurse’s gossip pounded in my ears like nails. A terrifying suspicion clawed its way into my chest.

I didn’t feel the urge to fill the space with noise or distraction. The promise didn’t demand attention. It just held. Later, lying in bed, I thought about how many promises I’d seen broken not because people lied, but because they’d been made from fear. From hope disguised as certainty. From a desire to lock something down before it could slip away. This wasn’t that. This promise didn’t try to secure the future. It honored the present. I wasn’t promising forever. I wasn’t promising perfection. I was promising not to abandon myself while something good was happening.

"For better or worse, richer or poorer, in sickness and in health." "We've already done all of that. Twice." "So what do we promise now?" We sit in silence, thinking. "I want to promise I won't run," I finally say. "That's my biggest fear. That I'll get scared and default to leaving." "I want to promise I won't control. That I'll trust you to make your own choices even when I'm terrified." "Those are good. Real." "Should we write them together or separately?" "Separately. Then we'll be surprised on the day."

He won't dare to get aroused that morning again. He'd been pleasuring her the whole night and that morning. He practically doesn't have the strength to go another round. It's better they leave it till night. “Promise?” Jeniva said, smiling broadly. Alex is not smart at all. He can easily get deceived by her. His intelligence lies between his legs and his thinking begins when he cum. Idiot. “Yeah, I promise,” Alex assured her. He knew it, her clean job doesn't go beyond sex and love making. He almost thought horrible of her.

He didn’t want to be hard on her but she’s not making things easy either. “OK! I’ll meet you but promise me one thing” Zara wiped her tears and asked seriously “What is it?” “Don’t ever contact my family? I’ll come as I promised and I want you to promise me in return. You shouldn’t go back on your words” Sebastian didn’t find anything unreasonable so he promised her before warning her. “If you miss our appointment. I’ll definitely break my promise” “How can you order me like you are my boss? Have you ever considered my feelings?”

I wasn’t lying. He smiles. He goes down on one knee… He takes a small box out of his pocket… “This isn’t another engagement ring…” he says. “This is a promise ring. I promise to love you with every single fiber of my being. I promise to protect you, both your heart and body. I promise to remain faithful to you until my last breath…” he smiles. Tears ran down my face. He stands. “Oh, don’t cry…” he says softly… “I should also confess, I burnt the contract so there’s nothing binding you to me, except your heart…” he smiles teasingly.

he said skimming his nose on the crook of my neck , inhaling my scent " I promise I won't hurt you ever again " " Don't - don't make promises that you can't keep " I said ignoring the creeping disappointment in my heart " I will keep this one , I'm keeping this one for sure ..No matter what I have to do for this but I'm not gonna break it because we are not over ,you hear me princess , we are not fucking over "

and calmly asked her. '' Are you a virgin?'' Ondo said, '' I am not sure,'' Zara said, '' It okay if you are; your first time may not be enjoyable. But if you are patient with me. I promise you would like it, Ondo said,

His fingers are warm and confident, the way he grips a pen before he signs something irreversible. “This isn’t for them,” he says quietly. “This is for you.” The words should ease the tightness in my chest. They don’t. They rearrange it into something more complicated. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep,” I say. “I don’t,” he answers. We both know that’s not true anymore. The board brunch is a blur of names and teeth. They’re all there—the men who own pieces of the sky. Elias, smirking. Two others I recognize from G****e and the expressions of waiters who wish they were anywhere else.