Lover In Law Dub Novels & Stories

My heart was thundering. “I want to love you without conditions. Without deadlines. No paperwork. No contracts.” He pulled out a small box from his coat pocket. Inside was a simple white gold ring, adorned with a small diamond. Elegant. Timeless. “Sienna Rodriguez… will you marry me again? For real this time. No rules. No terms. Just love. Just us.” Tears immediately welled in my eyes. My voice trembled, but the answer came naturally. “Yes! Yes, I’ll marry you, Denver Thompson!”

That tiny smile felt like sunlight in the middle of a cold storm. I stepped forward and opened my arms. “Come here,” I whispered. He hesitated, like he was unsure. But eventually, he leaned forward and allowed me to hug him. I held him like he was still five years old. Like the world hadn’t yet taught him how to push me away. “May you live long, Liam,” I said softly against his ear. “May your heart always find peace. And may you never forget how much I love you.”

I should be the one being with my husband. Warren walked towards the lawyer, "Give me the divorce papers, " he commanded and the lawyer handed him the papers, "This is what you want right? A divorce so that you and Calvin will end up happily ever after." He signed the papers without any hesitation as if those years and the love we had were just nothing to him. Heck! It has only been a few days since our trip to France and the promise he gave me when wrapped his gift around my neck. The locket that I always wore even now.

I held her hand close to mine as I focus on Jayden and Jana as well. "Liam?" I look at her. "Yeah?". "I love you". That one word smelts my entire heart and I replay it over and over again staring into her beautiful oceanic blue eyes. "I love you more". I replied with all sincerity. * * * Two Weeks Later * * * 💍Brianna Hills💍 "Chloe Houston. Do you take Lucas Knights to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love and to hold, for better and for worse, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?". The priest announced.

I ask Kathie who seemed to be lost in the background song of I don’t care by Justin Bieber and Ed Sheeran. “She never lets me rest. All she ever talks about is him and makes my single life suck” Aileen exclaims as she picks up the chilled orange juice in front of her and takes a sip from it, her white colored nails totally standing out. “I’m so in love with him, but I’m not so sure he feels the same way. I have thoughts that he might still have some feelings left for Emily.” Kate says when her full attention is back to us. Funny how are expressions changes from hippy to worried in a short range.

What if he realizes it's not me when he lifts it? "I, L...I Mona Morello,do take Lord Lore Cavannaugh." I pause,the words stuck in my throat. "Hey," Lore's soft voice reaches me in a whisper. "It's okay,take your time." I swallow and draw in a sharp deep breath. "I,Mona Morello,do take Lord Lore Cavannaugh as my lawfully wedded husband,to love and to cherish,to hold and to protect,in sickness and in health,for richer and for poor,until death do us part."

Of course, after we make love. Ivo was again annoyed by Law's words, which were not far from sex. It seemed that this bastard really wanted to make love to him until he was exhausted. “Anyway, I truly love you with all my heart, Ivo. I really want you to be my wife and for us to live together forever.” Law looked seriously into Ivo's eyes.

Lys let her own vows roll out honey‑soft, embedding double meanings in every promise of loyalty and obedience. Loyalty to whom. Obedience to what. When the judge declared them husband and wife “under law and witness,” Kael didn’t hesitate to kiss her again. It wasn’t as explosive as the rooftop, but the link still flared. Heat shivered down her spine, his implant answering the touch, their systems shuddering against one another like matched blades. “Mrs. Petrov,” the judge said with a professional smile, as if he couldn’t feel the tension vibrating off them.

It was a typical day. "Hey Layla, see that guy on table four? He looks way hot." Carmen was always oogling the guys that came to the coffee shop. Crushing was like a hobby to her but it made work all the more fun for Layla. "Carmen, that's the fifth guy today,"said Layla with a smirk, "you seriously need to calm down. You can't have them all you know." " I know. Pero es tan guapo." She said dreamily. She looked like a silly school girl.

Contentment radiated from their faces. The old man's expression changed; he was impressed, a gentle smile emerged, staring back at Ryan and Emma. Doubts melted away. Concerns vanished. The photos revealed a truth: Ryan and Emma were deeply in love. Their connection was real. Heartfelt laughter. Tender touches. Soulful gazes. The old man's heart swelled. His worries disappeared. Emma sat nervously beside Ryan; they were both focused on Grandpa Miller wondering what he was staring at that took away his attention. Emma had been on edge since the proposal; everything happened so fast, and she was worried that his grandfather would uncover their secret.