Novel & Cerita Trust In Me Jennifer L Armentrout

I move on to investigate the other cards, but before I can pull the next one out Artemis takes the wallet away. “Hey!” He tucks the credit card back in and turns in his seat to face me. “Blue. You keep saying you think I’m crazy for one thing or another but listen to me very carefully. I trust you. We haven’t known each other long, but I know for a fact that you won’t take advantage of this. You aren’t a gold digger, and I knew that after a day. So, stop worrying about proving yourself to me. I trust you with this and much more. Did you forget the conditions of my prenup and will? You are my person now. Got it?”

- Amanda reassured, her voice soft and comforting. “I know Amanda; you’re the only one whom I can trust, my best friend, my savior. There is no one in this world that I can trust after my family and I know you will love my daughter like yours.”- As she gazed at Amanda, her eyes filled with trust and gratitude, Susan poured out her deepest sentiment, she was in vulnerable state.

he responded and I laughed again. “Your promises don’t mean anything your highness because you have never fulfilled even one of them, you always go back on your words, how do you expect me to trust you?” I asked. “I know that I have failed you many times but this is the last time, I need you trust me Amira, please” Jonathan begged, wrapping his hands tighter around me. I blinked my eyes as more tears rolled down my cheeks. I had nothing else to say to Jonathan but I did know that he was sorry. Crashing out in a prison cell and holding me like his life deeded me on me told me that was would I trust him again?

Jade asked. “Shouldn’t I be?” He retorted. “Lisa described you to be confident. Why are you worried about just one man?” Trina taunted. “It would hurt if he knows her worth more than I do. Which is why I need your help. I didn’t realize her other friends were here. I was only looking out to discuss with Amber.” He said. “What would that be?” Jennifer voiced, deeply curious. “How do we know we can trust your intentions?” Amber pressed on.

I said, patting her shoulders and she giggled. “I knew you would accept me. Our friendship is going to be worthwhile, I promise.” she said and I nodded. I needed this kind of person in my life, the one that will motivate me and tell me the truth about life bluntly without being afraid of losing our friendship or sort of. I have never had a good friend before, but it wouldn’t be a bad idea to try it out with her. Besides, Jariah trusted her so much already. “Look at them, two retarded gossipers.” Madam Jennifer scowled at us in disgust while clapping her hands, she approached us.

I asked, my voice trembling with anticipation. "The Rains. Jennifer, to be precise. I wouldn't put it past that bitch. I can see how badly she wants Tristan to be with her daughter. Desperate bitches, both her and her pathetic child. You must tell Tristan to be careful with them," she said, her voice dripping with contempt. I nodded, feeling a mix of relief and fear at this revelation. "He already suspects Irvin, and he knows they can't be trusted," I said, watching her frown deepen.

"Fuck, Deac. You know I'm not the one behind this! Please, don't do that shit to my body." He chuckles but I can hear straight fear laced in his shaky voice, which lets me know that he really might not be involved in this, but again, I'm at the point where I can't trust anyone, no matter what they've done to fucking help me. When this shit is finally over and the mother fucker is revealed, then I'll begin to learn how to trust people again, but until then, I don't trust a damn soul. The only person I fucking trust is Myla. My sweet, sweet Myla…

She took one look at my face and crossed the room without a word, pulling me into her arms. I broke. I pressed my face into her shoulder, my fingers gripping her coat as everything I’d been holding back finally spilled over. She didn’t rush me. She never did. She just rubbed slow circles on my back, grounding me the way she always had since we were kids hiding from thunderstorms under the bed. “I’m so tired,” I said into her jacket. “I know,” she whispered. We sat like that for a while, the city humming faintly outside the walls. “I messed up,” I said finally, pulling back. “I trusted the wrong person. He promised funding. Said he believed in what we were doing. And I believed him.”

“Me?” “You see what others can’t,” he said. “You’ve had visions every time your skin brushes with someone tied to Jaxson. If you touch the ones I suspect… maybe you’ll see betrayal. Maybe you’ll see their lies. I don’t trust anyone else with this. Not Camerin. Not Micah. Not the elders. Only you.” His words hit me harder than any command. He wasn’t ordering me, he was asking. Trusting. “What if I’m wrong? What if I touch them and see nothing?”

She nods slowly, still unsure but willing to hear him out. "Okay," she says quietly. "But how do I know I can trust you?" Wilton smiles reassuringly. "You'll just have to take my word for it," he says. Ameera nods, her eyes searching his face for any hint of deceit. Finding none, she allows herself to relax slightly. Maybe, just maybe, she thinks to herself, Wilton might actually be able to help her. She lies back down, closing her eyes on her bed, After a few hours,