My Loyalty Lies With You นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Even if it comes out of my life in a few months, I want it to be a mark of hope for the one I once was.” "Understand this once and for all, Suzy "he closes the fingers of our hands together, my covenant emerging between the rings. "My loyalty refers to what you did for me, and not what you promised you would do as soon as we agreed with the marriage. I'm saying that if you wait for a friend who serves as a shield for any problem you get into, I'll be there.”

“Even if you never let me close again.” That, finally, was something I could believe in. Not love. Not forgiveness. Loyalty.

“ We just need time to get him there.” There. Like love is a destination you can map. I look at him more closely now. He’s not doing this for corporate optics. He’s not doing this to protect the company. He genuinely believes his best buddy can fix this. That kind of loyalty is rare. Dangerous. Attractive. Stop that. I shift in my seat. “You’re very invested,” I say lightly. “I am.” “Why?” Because that’s what I really want to know. Not about Adrian. About him.

"Sure. I'll grab her." As I turned back toward the house, my mind was a war zone. The guilt wouldn't leave me. They were like my brothers. The guys who'd celebrated every touchdown with me, who'd had my back through tough games and family shit. Vic, my father, had drilled it into me my whole life—loyalty above everything. The Rivera name. The team. The bond. And here I was, risking all of it for heated moments with Lexi. But fuck. . .I couldn't stop. She was addictive. Now the I knew what she tasted like. . .damn me.

"Thank you, Marcus. You will not regret this." "I know. Because you guys fight for your clients. Just like you fought for your family. That kind of loyalty is rare." One down. Two to go. But we had momentum now. Marcus Rivera chose loyalty over money. Maybe the others would too.

he said. “Yes,” I whispered. “And we’re still standing.” But the night had shown me something crucial: Loyalty wasn’t just about obeying instructions. Trust wasn’t just about believing in intentions. Both could be weaponised. Manipulated. Tested. And we had survived. Together. My phone buzzed. Unknown number. “They underestimated the strength of loyalty and truth.” I typed back: “We protect both. Always.” Three dots appeared. The storm had broken. The war was far from over.

"No, I want to follow you. I have to be in the same place with you." I chuckled and held his cheeks, "We will be fine, Raphael, I will be fine, trust me." He doubted his eyes; he was looking as if I would disappear if he let me off his sight, but I couldn't, and I was loyal to him; I was not ready to look at any other man more than once. "I can't be taken away by anyone, it's not possible for me to fall in love with anyone else that's not you." I declared my loyalty.

Fuck anybody else! Love, Loyalty and Unending Queen treatment that's what he was going to show her till his last breath.

Ursa’s culture was built on loyalty-- to the nation, to family… to lovers. Ursa finally glanced over at her husband. That was her person now. Her loyalty, her appreciation… her love, it was all for him now. Soon, though, that love would be tested.