Put Respect On My Name Novels & Stories

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.”

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.”

“That is, if we’re sticking to the current company structure.” “You know what? This already sounds like too much for me to personally handle,” I said, waving my hand lazily. “Just do it all. Handle every detail. Let me know once it’s complete.” “Very well, sir. But may I ask, what name do you have in mind?” he asked again, bowing in that overly formal way of his. “Gabriel’s Holdings,” I said with a smile, already picturing the new name etched into glass and metal.

I tell her hoping she doesn’t get angry with Anton. “What do you want your name to be?” “Freya Russo.” “Okay, if he forgets, I will have my lawyer ask the judge to change your last name from Russo Carter, to just Russo.” Mr. Carter doesn’t keep his promises, so I’ll win.

I kept telling myself that. "IGOR IVANOV. That's my name whore and don't you dare..." before he could complete I cut him in middle. The bravest thing I have ever done in my life. "ARINA GRECO.... DR. ARINA GRECO. That's MY NAME. And I also don't like when people don't use my name... just like you. I would appreciate it if you would use my name from now onwards." Before he could complete I turned around and went to Matteo and took the pages of the Rule book out of his hand and went ahead and gave it to Mr. Senior Romano.

Finally, I found my voice and said thoughtfully, "Liam... Liam will be his name." The room fell silent, everyone's attention fixed on me Sensing the need for further explanation, I continued, lifting my gaze to meet Norton's eyes. "And N.J. will be his middle name," I revealed. A collective gasp filled the room as the significance of the initials became clear. "N.J. stands for Norton Junior," I said, my voice filled with gratitude and admiration for Norton. I wanted my son to carry the name of the man who had not only saved my life but had also shown me kindness, love, and support during a time of great need.

The apartment was quiet except for the low hum of the refrigerator and the distant sound of traffic outside. For the first time since the wedding night, a choice about my own life felt clear instead of heavy. No one was handing me a folder. No one was waiting for my signature on their terms. This one belonged only to me. “I’ll call the lawyer tomorrow,” I said. “Tell them to leave the name as Hart on any remaining documents. And I’ll update anything that needs updating myself. Bank. Work. The small things that still have the wrong one. I don’t want to see Voss on anything that belongs to me.”

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.”

"Just my ex's name. A reckless mistake." I tried to keep my voice steady, but my heart was racing badly. God, if I get caught on camera talking to a client like this, I’m dead. The club rules were strict, and I was pushing my luck. "What do I need to do for you to get rid of it… and have my name there instead?" he asked simply. What? I almost choked on air. I forced myself to maintain composure, flashing him a professional, playful smile. "With the generous amount you paid for my services tonight, sir... I would gladly change his name to yours. If you'd tell me what your name is."