Trust In Me Jennifer L Armentrout Novels & Stories

She hadn't expected Jonathan to trust her so deeply and even defend her to his suspicious friend. He succeeded. Amethyst can't believe she managed to leave a bug inside Jonathan's office. He will no longer struggle with the information he needs. "Do you really trust her?" The man's voice crackled through the tiny device. Oh, it looks like the guy who went yesterday and now still doesn't believe in Amehtyst. It made him giggle. This can only mean one thing for Amethyst: she's a good actress. "Yes, I do," Jonathan's reply came, clear and firm.

She goes to leave the room, but I call out to her, "Hey Caroline?" "Yeah Jennifer," she aks, turning around to face me. "I'm sorry it's taking me so long to trust you. Finding out that the one person aside from mom I trusted the most, turned out to be a backstabbing bitch and a liar. I need time to fully trust you," I choke quietly and she nods lightly with understanding.

I crept closer, standing just beyond the curtain that divided the hall. Jennifer’s heels clicked against the floor as she moved. I could picture her—arms folded, that predator’s smile playing on her lips. “What I do with my time is my business.” “You told me honesty mattered,” Leo said, his voice strained. “You told me submission means trust. How can I trust you when you keep walking into shadows?” For the first time, Jennifer’s voice faltered. “Leo…” But then she recovered, the steel sliding back into place. “You’re letting your insecurities run wild. It doesn’t suit you.”

she muttered looking every bit of a saint which she pretended to be. But I could see it clearly, the slyness she held in her gaze as she watched me in satisfaction. She found immense joy in knowing I was foolish enough to fall prey to her trap. I turned to Ethan, my eyes stared into his expression less once. “Ethan, just this once, trust me. I swear, I have nothing with Tyler. Jennifer planned all this. Please believe me,” I whispered, my eyes glinting with unshed tears which I held back, not wanting to break down before them.

But somewhere along the line, she’d stopped being just another employee. She’d become the one person I trusted to tell me the truth—no matter how much it hurt. And now she was hiding something. From me. And the thought of that… cut deeper than it should have. --- Amara’s POV At home, I stared at the folder sitting on my coffee table. The city lights outside flickered like static, cold and distant. Twice, I reached for my phone. Twice, my thumb hovered over Damian’s number before I set it back down.

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 glanced at Jennie for a few seconds, allowing my wolf to sense and read what was running through her mind at the moment. Trust is a huge issue for me these days. At the moment, my wolf could only trust two people - Melvin and Simon. Jennie is not one of them, knowing she is Mr. James' daughter. "Don't give me that kind of look, Karen," Jennie said. "Just like you, I wanted to help Melvin at all costs. I know you don't trust me. But I am your last resort to be able to talk with my dad. Get in. We don't have much time."