Put Respect On My Name Novels & Stories

If I did, my parents would disown me. Plus, my future husband–my stomach lurched again–would be here any minute, and I couldn't make a scene. I wiped a palm against my thigh. My head felt dizzy, but I clung to the mask I always wore at home. Cool. Calm. Respectable. "So." I swallowed my bile and forced a light tone. "Does Mr. Perfect have a name, or is he known only by his net worth?" I didn't remember everyone who'd been on Mode de Vie's list, but the people I did remember didn't inspire much confidence. If he–

I laughed, “I know. We were definitely on the same page.” After grandma stood up and walked away, Queen Zara sat next to me and put one arm over my shoulders to pull me into a hug, “I am so honored you gave your little girl my name.” I smiled, “Luke and I wanted to honor all of the important people in our lives. Her first name keeps the A’s in my side of the family’s first names going. I also wanted to honor you, so an A-to-Z name just fit.” Queen Zara smiled, “That is such a good idea. Thank you for including me in that list.” I smiled, “I look up to you. It would be a disservice to not honor you.” She smiled as she hugged me tightly, “You are so sweet.”

I stopped her right there. “It's Madison now.” I said to them. “Wh–why?” Maeve asked. “Because it's time for action, not evasive action but defensive action. I'm done sitting on my ass. I will do whatever it takes to take back my legacy. That begins with my real name. Not Maddie Thompson but.” I paused “Madison Martinez Thompson.” Their faces were filled with surprise. “Both Father's love me and I won't replace one with another. And if I do get married, his name will follow too.”

“Give me your phone.” She hesitated for a split second before pulling it out of her bag and placing it in my palm. Her fingers brushed mine briefly, and I pretended not to notice. I unlocked it after she gave me the passcode and opened her contacts, typing in my number. When I got to the name field, I paused. What was I supposed to save it as? Just Zane felt too casual. Zane Wright is too formal. Saving my name as Mr. Wright sounded ridiculous. My fingers hovered over the keyboard before I finally typed: Zane (husband)

She said, "Thanks, Valerie. I'll be back at the office tomorrow, and I'll participate in the GDA in a few days. If I win, it could take our company to the next level." Valerie thought about how Seraphine had always operated behind the scenes and suggested, "You've always kept a low profile, and this competition allows pseudonyms. How about you use your old alias, L, for this?" That could work. Seraphine said, "I'll do just that! I'll see you at the office tomorrow." Valerie felt at ease, seeing her energized and ready to throw herself back into work. She smiled and nodded. "Alright!"

“Because from where I’m standing, you’re just an employee now and I’m your boss. So maybe start practicing a little respect.” His mouth curved bitterly. “You really want me to call you ma’am?” “I believe the former CEO of Andros Group has excellent manners,” she shrugged. He let out a soft laugh, “You can take my title. Navie. You can take my company, my pride, hell, you have even taken my sleep. But you can’t make me forget who you are to me.” Her chest tightened. “Don’t.” “Don’t what?” “Don’t use that name.”

“Don’t tell me what to do. Just make sure I don’t get involved.” “Opo…” I can’t let my name be ruined. They’re just paying for taking what’s mine. --- To be continued…

"Hey you! don't you have work to do? why are you still standing there? Ryan asked. Greta looked up surprise, Ryan standing in front of her and standing at her with one eyebrow raised. "Greta took a deep breath, she cleared her throat softly...... "I'm sure you know that I have a name but just in case you have forgot my name is Greta Specter, can you at least call me by my name?" she said with an annoyed face because Ryan always called her 'you' instead of Greta which made her felt like she was isolated. Ryan didn't answer, he stared at Greta for along time then to a step forward until his face was very close to her. Several employees who were watching them, including Amy seemed to be holding

She looked at me with a frown. "Because lately you've been horny as fuck." "It's the tattoo; I think it did something to me." She went back to riding my dick as I played with her clit, making her pussy squeeze around me as we shook the bed. *** It didn't take Jennifer and James Rossetti long to get the memo with the new letter heading. I'm such a bastard I had my team of lawyers working on the name change; it might take some time but it will be done. I wanted everything done by the time of our wedding, which thank heavens I'd finally been completely relieved from having to help plan; that could have something to do with me telling the organizer chick that I wanted buckets of Rolling Rock as

she said without looking up. Micah held the clipboard like it might explode. J tapped his pen nervously. Nathan smiled. “Take your time.” They sat on a bench in the corner. It was quiet for a while just the scribble of pens and the occasional shuffle of chairs. Until J muttered, “I don’t know what to write.” Micah glanced over. “For what?” J pointed. Preferred Name: “I don’t know what it is. I only know what it wasn't.” Ethan put a hand on his shoulder. “There’s no rush. You can keep the one you’ve been using. Or change it. Or try one on like a jacket.”