L Lawliet Novels & Stories

Jordyn lifted his hand, silencing Ellie. “Is that a threat?” Jordyn seethed at Dillon. “Not at all,” Dillon said nonchalantly. “I don’t threaten people. Not in the way you’re thinking. I don’t have to. You see, I have this little thing on my side. It’s called ‘the law’.” “The law?” Jordyn said sarcastically. “What are you? Some sort of police officer?” “Nope. Just a lawyer,” Dillon replied, his voice calm and easy.

I'm waiting for you. Encouraged by the mysterious voice, Lily wiped her face of her tears and readied herself to uncover the secrets being held from her. “Guardian, I'm going to name you Light.” Lily announced as she grabbed the document she previously put aside and opened it. [The British brothers had long been built from blood of innocent people. From burning of banks after robbing it to looting of stores, the British brothers had police records of too many crimes. While they wandered around unbothered, they long stopped suspecting the police still being on their case, a very good oversite from them because the police now had evidence that they were involved in the killing of a journalist

Her pink lips formed a pout as she asked, "What rules are you referring to?" Laurette couldn't help but wonder why Liam had taken an interest in Arla in the first place. In her eyes, Arla was a rude and uncultured woman who posed a threat to the authority Laurette had carefully established over the years within the estate. Liam, her stepson, had entrusted her with full control over both the household and the company his father had left behind. After tragically losing both his parents, Liam had undergone a drastic change, becoming the leader of a dangerous mafia ring.

Lily’s POV: Two weeks ago, I married The Lucas Hawke. Well, not exactly “married.” We didn’t have some grand wedding, no white-draped ballroom, no aisle to walk down. Instead, we legally joined. Just the two of us and the civil registry. But we did take pictures, in Rome.

"Creed is going to be there, Lily." "Yes, I’m aware." "Creed. My scary, grumpy, six-foot-whatever boss who already looks at me like I’m a puzzle piece that doesn’t fit. One gust of wind, and my wig shifts even slightly, and boom! Game over. I'm going to jail. I'm going to gay jail." Lily finally looked up. "I don’t think gay jail is a thing." "It should be. Because that’s where I’ll be, serving a life sentence for identity fraud."

Discoveries from this video give the District Attorney a lead to begin a suit against Mateo and Lily for participation in price fixing, corporate espionage, and compounding evidence for blackmail, putting them in jeopardy for a number of other types of swindles. “I’m sorry brother, but you’d better learn some manners before you start your business again,” I taunt him as the cops cuff him and lead him away. A bit of blood trickles down his face from a broken nose. I rush towards Varisa as she tries to stand up from where she has fallen. Lily kicked her right in her ribs, which led to many bruises in her lower abdomen and sides. “Are you okay, my love?” I ask Varisa as she attempts to stand up

slowly she sat down and wept. The door opened as two cops stepped in,Lisa shrunk back by instinct clinging to her mother. “Miss Lisa Liam you are under arrest for the murder of Mr Damian Malcom,you have every right to keep quiet because whatever you say may be used against you in the court of law,you have the right to a lawyer,if you don't have one will be provided….” The officer continued speaking as everything blurred,she turned to her brother as the handcufff clicked in place,the cold against her wrist felt so foreign.

A nod made him smile. "I don't know why I can see Bang Zaweel's face at a glance, besides his handsomeness level exceeds the former, he also has better insight and personality." Lidya's assumption is not wrong, because Zaweel has already taken his master's degree in law, which makes him a lawyer. Even in Jakarta, Zaweel is known as a firm lawyer and has the best experience among his contemporaries. Haziya has not told her family at all about Zaweel's help, who offered to become a lawyer at the trial.

Leila could only hang uselessly as she allowed herself to be violated by this disgusting man. He was handsome, but he was the most repulsive scum she had ever laid her eyes upon. She shut her eyes tight, imagining anything but her current situation. She didn’t want to focus on his lecherous hands roaming her body, kneading her breasts, or him ripping her dress off, so she was left in nothing but tatters. She didn't want to think about him bending her malleable body over his throne, whispering in her ear promises of power and wealth for her ‘good deeds’. She just wanted it all to be over.

“Is it the law that even if accidental, all accidents that result in bodily harm such as death still recieve the death penalty?” “Yes.” “So, even if Haily Mertens accidentally sliced the artery, she should still be found guilty in the eyes of the court?” “Yes, regardless of the situation, Haily deserves to be behind bars.” “No further questions.” Mr. Francis returned to his seat. “Ms. St. Claire?” “Thank you.” Standing up, Lilith got to work. “How many murders have you worked?” “Not sure, dozen or so.” “We don’t get many murders, do we?” Lilith acted like she was his friend.