Lawfully Yours Novels & Stories

So she’d know I was still with her. That I’d always be with her. I slid the pendant into the envelope I had in my pocket and scribbled a note on the back of a bakery receipt I found in the glovebox earlier today. For protection. For strength. For you. Always yours—S. I folded the paper carefully and tucked it inside the envelope, then gently slipped it through the slot in her door. Axle calmed instantly. “She’ll know,” he rumbled in satisfaction. “She’ll feel it.”

He don't want to scared this woman infront of him and take advantage of her drunk state. Clairol's blush and feel a dryness on her throat. She cleared her throat to get his attention away from her legs. “Please eyes up here.” She bravely said when ashame suddenly hit her. “And excuse me.” She tried to get her legs to put it together but the man still standing between on her. Clairol's just shook her head. “Uhm, Can you move backward a little bit?” “Oh, right. I'm sorry.” Draven chuckle and he move backward like what the woman said.

"The law sees things differently. This filing asks the court to officially declare that no legal marriage exists between you and Ms. Sanders. We'll also be taking legal action over the false representations surrounding the wedding ceremony and the reputational and physical harm caused to Ms. Sanders." Mason went still. The words, "the law sees things differently," landed harder than anything else, stripping away the last piece of certainty he had been holding on to. He had always brushed off Paige's insistence on legal status as nothing more than paperwork. Now, that same piece of paper stood between them, something he couldn't get around. "No, you can't do this," he said, his jaw tightening

“Then tell me why you look like you’re bracing for impact.” I opened my mouth— And froze. Because suddenly, I wasn’t sure which truth he was asking for. He pushed himself off the counter, taking slow, controlled steps to me... “I don't like sharing what's mine, Olivia.. So tell your little friend to fuck off” Lucian said possessively.“Or the next time he touches what's mine, I'll cut his hand of and put it at your doorstep.”

She adjusted the microphone before her with steady hands, opened the binder of legal documentation, and looked straight into the main camera lens with a gaze filled with absolute authority. In this ruthless and pragmatic real world, global recognition of industrial genius and power is never measured by empty rhetoric, but by the validity of legal documents and internationally binding equity transfers. Liora understood that this morning’s actions were the key to permanently securing all legal rights over her inherited assets, which Marcus and her stepmother had once attempted to seize. “Good morning to our media partners and institutional investors watching from major financial centers worldw

"Hm yes actually, I need you to get me the cctv footage of onyx night club for last night. The vip areas” That caught his attention “Very specific about the area, is there someone in particular you're looking for sir?” “I don't see how that's any of your business” Lawrence raised both hands in surrender "Right. It's NONE of my BUSINESS" he said using his fingers to quote the none and business. I ignored him and picked up my tablet to go through my emails. He chuckled while walking out of my office "I will get to that, see you later boss". As soon as Lawrence closed the door behind him, I got into work mood immediately.

He just looked at me with eyes that grew darker, as if he was already imagining something I did not understand yet. I swallowed again, but finally nodded slowly. I accepted. What else could I do? Lazarrus walked to his desk, took a thin black folder from the drawer, came back, and handed it to me. On the first page, big bold letters read—A DIRTY DEAL. I opened the pages with shaking hands. My eyes went straight to the opening sentence. “This agreement states that Celeste Harper becomes the personal property of Lazarrus Walkez V...”

"Are you asserting that those funds were obtained lawfully?" "Yes, Your Honor." The judge gave a slight nod. "Very well. In that case, the panel requests that you explain the legal basis for that assertion. Were those funds payment for services rendered, investment proceeds, a loan, a gift, dividends, or another form of transaction with a lawful basis? And if so, please present the documents supporting your claim." The courtroom fell silent once again. All attention now shifted to Adrian's counsel table. The attorney immediately opened the folder before him. He hurriedly flipped through the documents one by one. The longer he searched, the more unsettled his movements became. Every so often,

I see my young lady is still alive and kicking! "I am doing well," Lyra responded, tossing her hair in an exaggerated gesture that had me shaking my head. “Oh, okay,” Aunt Celeste replied, clearly entertained by the conversation. That is good to know. Lyra, I stated, trying to inject some sense into the proceedings, where are your bags? You do not want to miss your train. Oh, yeah, Aunt Celeste said instantly. Lyra nodded, pointing over there. I went towards the already-packed suitcases and took the handle, pulling it to her and Aunt Celeste. The suitcase wheels made a soft sound as they moved along the floor.