Is Steelo Brim Married Novels & Stories

Liam insisted, his voice lowering. Apollo could see him panicking, no matter what he couldn't hide it. Liam drank water again. "She can easily sue you if she wants to." "She can't... We were married..." Cutting him off, Apollo hit on the table, "You were never married, so according to law, if she sues you, you will be behind the bar." Liam swallowed hard, his forehead sweating. As he was about to say something Apollo turned his head to the direction he saw Avery coming from.

It never crossed her mind that he would be married. "Welcome, Mr. Stanson," a strange female voice arrested her attention and she turned to see an older woman, not at all resembling Leo, standing close by. Mara wondered where she had come from. But then, the place was so massive that it would be difficult to know if anyone was coming from any side. "Thanks. Is my wife home yet?", Leo questioned the woman. "No, but she called to say she'll be back tomorrow." "Okay. Take care of this lady please. She's been in the cold recently," Leo ordered, referring to Mara.

When she spoke again, her back was still turned to him. "Look, Alvin," she said, her voice taking on a more serious tone. "I'm going to forgive this... this mistake of yours. This momentary lapse in judgment. But let me make something crystal clear to you, so there's absolutely no room for misunderstanding." She turned around slowly, her expression grave and unwavering. "I am married to your brother," she said, emphasizing each word. "Legally, officially, and by choice. So you had better snap out of whatever delusions you're creating in that skull of yours, and you'd better do it quickly."

He hands it over to me, whispering "speaker." "Theodore Brackett..." That's definitely Liam! A huge smile climbs my face as his voice resounds in the air. "Who's this?" Theo asks, "You called earlier. I'm Liam Chadwick and I believe my wife is in your custody." "Custody?" Theo chuckles, "I'm doing my job, Mr Chadwick, which is keeping her alive. We however need money to get treated at the hospital. She has a broken arm and her feet are extremely sore."

“I need to tell you something, but it’s… a lot. You have to promise me you won’t judge.” Sophia tilted her head, her voice softening. “Amber, whatever it is, I’m not judging. Just talk to me.” Amber exhaled shakily. “Ryan and I… it’s not what it looks like. Our marriage—it’s not real. It’s a contract.” Sophia’s brows shot up. “A contract? What do you mean?”

“So? Have you decided?” I closed the door behind me quickly, not because I wanted privacy with him but because I didn’t want anyone else to see. My voice trembled even though I forced it steady. “There’s nothing to decide. Our marriage is over, Leo. It ended years ago. I’ve moved on. I’m married to Ethan now—and I love him.” For a moment, his expression flickered, like I’d slapped him. But then he chuckled, a low, unsettling sound. “Love,” he repeated. “You always said that word too easily.”

She forced a smile, trying to keep up the pretence of happiness. "Being married to Caleb is the best thing to ever happen to me," she said, her voice a little too bright. "We're still learning about each other but it's awesome. We're giving ourselves the time to grow into each other.” Brian gave a small smile. "I like how your eyes light up when you talk about Caleb." Jane chuckled, but there was a hint of sadness in her eyes. "What about you? Do you have a partner?" Brian shook his head. "No, I'm scared of approaching women."

Diego asked, his voice thick with curiosity, as if struggling to grasp the reality. Leo’s lips curled into a mischievous smirk, his sharp gaze fixed on Talia, who stood rigid beside him. Her pulse quickened under his stare, a storm of emotions brewing beneath the surface. He seemed to take pleasure in the subtle discomfort he was causing her. “Yes. I got married as soon as I returned to the country,” Leo responded smoothly, his voice laced with arrogance. “I just haven’t announced it yet.”

After hanging up the call, I watched the expression on Hendrick Twain's face shift from smug satisfaction to bewilderment. But the very next second, a laugh escaped him. "Jeffrey, who are you trying to fool? You're just a plastic surgeon! And you're thinking of bringing down the Grahm family, one of Provenia's elite families?" Indeed. I was technically just a plastic surgeon. But that was only because when I first met my wife, Winona Grahm, she was pretty much a nobody.

“What nonsense are you trying to do, Adrian?” “The truth is what I want to know!” He fumed. “What is this about, Briar?” Liam questioned. “Why is Mr Sterling here?” “I bet you heard me the first time. Briar is my wife. Her name is Briar Prescott Sterling. My wife. What are you to her?” Adrian growled. I stood in front of him, pushing him back hard while my heart thumped crazily. “Have you lost your mind, Adrian? How can you come into my house to cause a scene? What do you stand to gain?”