L Lawliet And Light Yagami Novels & Stories

Slowly, Jacyn pulled back just enough to look up into his face, her thumb lightly brushing the back of his hand. "You hold me like you're trying to shield me from a storm, Liam, but the storm is inside you. What did that message say?" Liam looked down into her clear, trusting eyes. She had sharpened her claws over the last three months, memorized corporate law, and prepared herself to face her uncle Wang Lou in the boardroom. She thought she was fighting a greedy relative for a corporate throne. She didn't know she was walking into a room with a murderer who had partnered with the very syndicate they were trying to uncover.

"Villains like you will face the consequences one day. Don't think your crimes will remain hidden forever. The world will eventually uncover all the heinous acts you've committed." After his statement, Liam walked away while Liliane watched him from behind and snickered. 'This mysterious man is incredible! Everything he has done so far has been flawless. Otherwise, the lawyer Jasper hired for Esther would have discovered something. Right now, I can be the ultimate winner, but the original video is still in possession of this mysterious man.' Liliane's cell phone rang, and her face lit up with joy as she read the message. The mysterious man informed her that he would arrange for Billy's death

Janiyah added. Liam found it even harder to answer Janiyah, he didn't know how to avoid Janiyah's questions if he’s the one who started talking about Periyah. "I know Javier is a Mafia Leader..." "What?" Janiyah asked in disbelief. "Are you one of them, Liam? Answer me…” “I'm not like them, I don't kill people—” "So you're one of them...the only difference is that you don't kill people, but that doesn't lose the fact that you're also a criminal."

Lucian scoffed and took the chip. He observed it for a while and tossed it back to her. "Thankfully, it doesn't have a listening device. Which means Lawrence is their eyes and ears. But then that leaves us with the question, how did they get to him?" "I don't know but Lawrence has been busy. He's been acting super weird these few days. I'm thinking that's when they got to him." Lucas said. "I think the people who murdered father are the ones holding Liam in captivity. Anyone who isn't afraid of the Knight or the Verlice can only be the Cobras." Queenie butted in.

I got the attention drawn to the man in uniform with a cap on his head, the short woman pushing a cart full of utensils that honestly, I’ll give a way to have just so the fucker, feel in the flesh what my girl is feeling even if unconsciously. "Someone betrayed us" Nabokov speaks. "And you will die," I declare. I don’t need to look at the man, it’s a consensus among us that Lyana is untouchable. "I don’t understand your concern for her." "She is my wife" "Less than an hour away" "Worry less about me and more about who the shit is that did this," I answer no matter what. I can see the man snitching, but given the situation does not answer or try to kill me.

Then, flashbulbs erupted, voices shouted over each other. The rear door opened. Liam stepped out. His blue suit was crisp, but a small stain marked the edge of his sleeve, almost invisible, but enough to tell me he wasn’t as composed as he pretended. He walked forward, ignoring the chaos. “Mr. Liam, will you cooperate today?” “Are you and your brother involved in criminal activity?” “Is it true that you were the real mastermind behind the illegal business—not your brother?” The lights blinded his face, but he didn’t flinch.

He snapped, “Enough. I’m going to the police. They need to investigate Carlo Bianchi.” “No!” Lyla shouted, standing abruptly. Her voice was firm, filled with desperation. She locked eyes with Lucas, her gaze unwavering. “If you drag him into this, I swear I’ll confess to the murder myself.” Lucas froze, shock etched across his face. He could hardly believe that someone would be willing to shoulder such a heavy burden for another person. His lips trembled, struggling to form a response. John, sensing the tension reach its peak, tried to step in to defuse the situation, but Lyla was already at the door. She called for the police, her tone calm yet determined. “Please, take me back. I’d like to

"Yes, I accept that my game is over. There's no use lying when you've all found out the truth about me. I'm definitely not that bitch, Lila. I'm Lyra Suarez. I killed Lila and stole her face and I don't regret it, I'd do it again if I had the chance. I came here and deceived all of you and I cooked up my master plot but I didn't do all of this alone, Lilith helped me the whole time. She's involved in my whole plan and I'm telling you that she's just pretending to save her own skin. She was working with me but suddenly decided to change sides because she knew I would be caught soon. She's a deceitful brat and she's out to destroy. Think about it, if she could betray her own sister then there'

“You have to understand… I love you, Yamah. I do. But… Liam… he’s part of my past that I cannot erase.” Yamah looked away briefly, his jaw tight. Then he turned his gaze back to me, steady, unyielding. “I understand, Kylie. But understand this as well: my trust in you… it’s fragile right now. I need to know where your loyalty lies. Not just in words, but in actions.” I swallowed, the weight of his words pressing against my chest. “It’s… it’s with you. It always has been. But… he’s innocent, Yamah. And I… I cannot just leave him to rot in that cell.”

Liam looked up expectantly but paled when he was who it was. Lyla, in her black jeans and middriff shirt stepped around me. Her hair had been put into a bun with this exact moment in mind. She stood before Liam, who looked like he was about to choke with fear, and smiled at him, her eyes conveying the hatred she felt for him. "Hello, Liam." She said in a calm voice. "Do you have anything to say to me?" I knew what she wanted. She wanted him to admit what he'd done, what they'd all done to her. She wanted the validation from one of the men who had hurt her.