You Should Have Never Trusted Hollywood Novels & Stories

he pleaded again, desperation obvious in his voice. But to trust him again? Never. I will never trust him again, not after everything he has had to lie about just to get me here. Who know what else he has been keeping from me just so i can continue to stay here. It's true what they said. Trust is easy to get but once it's broken, it can never be gained again. Never again. "Maybe you didnt hear me the first time but I can never trust you again until proven otherwise" His shoulders literally slumped down in defeat at my words but that's truly how things are gonna be between us. No more trusting him blindly and hoping I don't fall back on my face because so far, he has done nothing but let me f

I asked him. “Of course, baby. Anything you want, you can have.” He said. If I didn’t already have mates I may have melted at his sweetness. I’m really regretting not listening to them in Vegas. What if they really had a good excuse? I still felt a twist in my gut thinking about when I saw them at the strip club but I should have had put more trust in them, they haven’t given me a reason to distrust them before. I feel like now I’m paying for being too hasty in my emotions. I swear to the gods that if I ever get away from this situation, I’ll hear them out.

From: Megan Adams To: Scarlett Hudson You know how I always believed that there was good in this world, that the universe had a way of ultimately making things okay. Well, guess what? The universe finally proved me wrong. There is no balance. There is no justice in this world. Bad, unspeakable things happen to people who have done absolutely nothing to deserve them. Sometimes things get taken from you, things you can never get back. Men are despicable, vile creatures Scarlett. Don't trust them. Don't trust anyone.

I tell him as I smile. He sighs as his shoulders slump, “You are trusting me now, but the first rule is to stop trusting everyone and everything people say. This world will eat you alive.” I nod my head, I really didn’t know how not to trust someone. I have never been a cynical person and my dad was always worried about that. He tried his best to protect me but I had to step out someday. “And you have to stay away from Frank. Give me your word. I know you guys work together and he is your boss-”

"Oh my God, how are we related? Justice, you never take anything at face value. If there's one person you should take that way, it's Caelin-motherfucking-Blackfoot. A child of Tyler doesn't know how to say things he doesn't mean." I mull over what she's said. I want to believe it's true, but it's hard. Like everything else is with me when it comes to trusting others. Placing my happiness in other people's hands is the least natural thing for me to do. "I know, I know, but it's not like it was for you," I argue.

"But what about the crimes he committed to Helly's sister and other girls? What about him being in the Mafia? What about his second Marriage?" My mind screamed at me. "If you can't trust someone with whom you have spent months..who proved himself in every way possible..you shouldn't trust an outsider...you should have talked with him before coming to any conclusion. Do something before it's too late...Don't take such rush steps." my heart said. Yes..yes ,she is correct. I should have talked with him. "Communication and trust are the most important parts of any kind of relationship. " my mom once said to me.

I would never believe it if I didn’t see it myself and by the men I thought of as friends for so many years. “He will pay his price, but we need him a little longer.” The voice hissed in annoyance, and I felt the same. I was disappointed and angry. Hades had broken my trust and thrown whatever was left of our friendship into the burning grounds of the underworld. “Never trust anyone but us! He is a cursed soul, after all! Half of him belongs in the death realm.” I nodded in agreement. I should never have trusted him, and I will never trust him again. From now on, he was a tool for me—the man who taught me the importance of loyalty and trust.

But what was the cost? My fingers trembled slightly as they skimmed over the document in front of me. He was offering me everything I'd ever wanted. This was more than just a run-of-the-mill "big break" - this would catapult me from obscurity to the A-list practically overnight. That didn't keep me from feeling like an idiot, though. I should have seen this coming, but no - Luca Fontaine threw a couple of suggestive looks my way and I was foolish enough to believe that that might mean something real. I let myself buy into the fantasy - forgetting, for one brief, naïve moment, that everything in Hollywood was a lie.

As I moved to the couch to meet my wife, I dropped down to my knees and pleaded with her not to leave me. "Please, babe. I am sorry," I said, holding her hands in mine. I knew once trust was broken, it was hard to fix. I had been hard on Natalie, and we ought to have been blessed with two kids by now. Perhaps if I hadn’t listened to my mother and had accepted Natalie as my wife, things would be different. I was her first, despite her mother being a harlot. It didn’t change the fact that Natalie was different and she had been a good woman to me.

“We’re not in the pen. And trust me, you don’t ever want to be there. It’s not full of badasses, it’s full of losers. Guys who lost control, guys who got caught. Guys who are too fucking stupid to just follow the rules and stay out of trouble.” Sean was quiet for a moment, then nodded sadly. His arm was a little looser around Lucas’s shoulders, so maybe this talk was doing some good after all. “They broke your spirit,” Sean said softly. “I get it. All this bullshit about following the rules—they brainwashed you, Lukey. It’s like you were in a cult or something. You need to get deprogrammed.” “A man is dead, Sean.” Again, though, Sean was clearly working on the “action movie” understanding of