Trust His Heart Novels & Stories

He tells me and i shut my eyes, Trying to regulate my heartbeat *I trust Chris and I know he wouldn't allow any harm come to me or June *

But I am sure she can’t be happy with Tristan. Tristan's eyes widened in surprise, then flickered with a hint of something—gratitude? A flicker of defiance sparked in his own gaze, a silent promise to rise to the challenge I had placed before him. Ignoring the rising tide of dissent, I held up my hand in the air, silencing the crowd. "I know this is unexpected," I conceded, "but trust is a fragile thing. Rebuilding it takes courage and a willingness to forgive." My gaze swept over the room once more, lingering on each of my pack members. "I believe in second chances," I declared. "Do you?" I probed them as they shared confused and questioning glances among each other.

His personal experience had taught him very well that without trust, no matter how strong a foundation was, it remained hollow. His lips formed into a smile which looked little suspicious to Shubham as he spoke with something undeniable in his rough voice “Earning trust is hard but keeping it is precious, once you lose trust you lose everything, the there is no going back, isn’t it MAMA??” He pressed more pressure on ‘MAMA’ word, curling his finger over thighs to stop himself from strangling this piece of garbage even though the hatred, rage and pain growing into his heart was instigating him to thrash him here and there mercilessly till he died but he would not snatch anything more from his

“Not at all. You just stop hiding while he talks. He wants a meeting. He wants boards. He wants you looking like a woman who ran after money. If you stay quiet, that’s what they believe.” “And if I stand next to you I look cheap.” “No, instead you’d look like he can’t touch you.” I thought about the lobby video. Bella. My mum seeing the pictures that are spreading on the internet like wild fire. The cards he could lock. A hotel he would find in one hour. “What’s the catch?” Adrian came closer. He didn’t touch me. “In public, you don’t act like you regret getting in my car. You don’t pick his calls like you still belong to him. And in private, you stop pretending last night was nothing.”

I said quietly, struggling to comprehend the weight of his gesture. “I did,” he replied firmly, yet his eyes held a fragile sincerity. “It’s not payment. It’s not even me asking for forgiveness. It’s trust. And maybe a little faith that you’ll do what I couldn’t—make the right choices, carve your own path.” My hands trembled slightly around the folder, a mix of gratitude and something else swirling inside me—anticipation? Fear? “Thank you,” I said, and I meant every word, the sincerity slicing through the nebulous emotions.

I looked for him in the hope that he would come and save me from this indictment. In our life, we trust someone madly.. That someone will be very close to our heart or we can say that the person is one who rule our heart.. We trust that person blindly.. There will be an over confident within us that person would never abandon us.. But, how will you feel when that person abandon you and breaks the trust you had for them??.. At that time, the words cannot describe the pain you experienced..

It took me three months to get our company retreat venue down to $200 a head. All 120 people in the company thought it was a steal, and they couldn't stop telling me so. Then Chloe, the new intern, tagged me in the company group chat. "Ryan, Cookie says this lodge will do $150 a person. You quoted $200. Where did the other fifty go?" Our boss decided on the spot: "Chloe's running the retreat." And all hundred-plus people in the company decided I'd been taking kickbacks. I stared at the screen and typed two words. "Sounds good." What she didn't know was that the $200 was a family rate, one I'd earned by working three months as a server for my dad. The public price? It starts at $380

I was dancing like crazy when suddenly I was tapped on my shoulder and it was her laughing at me. —Why so much happiness? —Eva gave me the yes! —Wow son, congratulations. I wish you all the best. I'm sorry I told you yesterday that you were forbidden to see her. For it to last you have to respect each other and not listen to what people say and do. In these times no one wants to see others happy son. A relationship is built on trust more than anything else. I want you to bring her to the house.

His tongue met mine and my heart immediately sat on fire. With uneven breath, we parted away from each other. I looked directly into his eyes and after passing a small smile to him I said, “Don’t forget that only you have every right on me, whether it's my kiss or trust. Don't agree on the conclusions which your mind is making instead believe what your heart is saying. You'll eventually trust me because deep inside you also know that I will never break your trust but still always remember Rehan that my care for you was not a lie and will never be."

"then why are you believing in these photos when you have a trust on him." "I don't know kshama I am hell confused. I don't want to believe them. My heart is keep saying that he can't betray me but at the same time my mind is saying other things. I love him so much kshama..i love him so much.. He is my life. I can't live without him. I will die without him. Please help me kshama...please. " I broke into sobs and begg in front of her while joining my both hands together as namstey. "if your heart is saying that he is innocent then follow your heart because now what I am going to tell you need a heart to hear it."