Romans & histoires I Guarantee It

“It means you do not go alone.” “He specifically said alone.” “I do not care what he said.” “If I do not follow his terms—” “He will adjust.” “You do not know that.” “I know how men like him think.” “And if you are wrong?” “I am not wrong.” “You cannot guarantee that.” “I can guarantee that I will not send you in there unprotected.” I shook my head. “That will ruin everything.” “No, it will not.” “Yes, it will.” Ruin turned back toward me. “Enough.” His voice carried authority now.

"You're safe. We promise. No bad people are going to hurt you." "Ghost too?" Luca looked at his protector. "Ghost will keep me safe too. Right, Ghost?" Ghost's face crumbled. Just for a moment. Emotion breaking through the professional mask. "Always," he said. Voice thick. "I'll always keep you safe. I promise." "Then I'm not scared." Luca yawned. "Because Mama and Papà and Ghost you're all protecting me. So the bad people can't win. Right?" "Right," I said. Throat tight. "They can't win. Because we won't let them."

But one thing I do know for sure is that I will not allow anything to happen to my mate and our little family ever again. That’s a fucking promise.

“I promise everything is going to be okay. I really believe that.” I wanted to believe it too.

An assurance that I did the right thing. Finally.

“It’s not gonna happen.” “Oh it will happen, gorgeous. I can guarantee it.” She laughed. “It’s in the cards and my cards never lie.”

I want you to make the promise to me that you would never try it. I shrugged. "I won't do it, I promise.“

Somehow, I meant it. “I promise”

I was absolutely sure of it. THE END.

"Because I promise you, you won't like it when I do." #