Put Respect On My Name Novels & Stories

"It is the whole distinction. It is the difference between a person and an asset. I have been called the wrong thing my entire life. I will not accept it from you." "I understand," he said. "I know you do," I said. "That is why I am still on the phone." A silence. "I will call you before any document that uses your name or your standing is filed," he said. "Not inform you after; call you before." "Yes," I said. "That is what I am asking." "I understand what you are asking," he said. "And I understand why." I looked at the document again. My name is in the fourth paragraph, doing exactly what Ronan had said it would do—making the argument with presence rather than words. It was effective. Kae

“So boss,” He looks up, “Remember I said we should set some rules.” I repeat. He turns his attention back to his keyboard. “So?” “The first rule,” I say, pointing at him with my coffee cup, “no public pet names unless absolutely necessary. If we’re in private, call me by my name. Thea. Carlisle. Not babe, not sweetheart, not honey, and definitely not sugarplum.” His eyes finally lift to mine. “Sugarplum?” “I’ve been traumatized. Don’t ask.”

“Who was it?” He hesitated. “No one important.” She nodded, choosing not to press further. “So... when do we start fixing my name?, I didn't know there was a thing like that, even when I announced my return I still need to reclaim my name wkw” He looked up and smirked. “Yeah, at least you went out today and you've seen that things aren't like before again, same with people and rules, if you are too kind they will work over you" he stopped and drank water then continued" tomorrow. I’ve already arranged everything.”

Deacon says, sounding anything but pleased about it. Josie nods. “We’ll handle the legal end. You just need to settle on the story.” We all fall quiet for a second. “What about a new name?” I ask. “Does he need one?” Knox is Knox. It feels wrong to call him anything else, but if we have to, then I guess we will just have to get used to it. “He should still go by Knox,” Josie says. “But his surname should be changed.” “Knox Taylor?” Finley suggests. “Simple and believable.”

I couldn't refute him or say otherwise. He had every right to employ those he deemed fit into my company. I bawled my hands into a tight fist trying to tame my brewing up rage as my father in law continued. “Instead of Everything Sow, how about Marcus Mayfair Staples.” That was it, I was going to explode into a million bits if he continued to poke me. “I'll check with my lawyer and see if changing the company's name was part of the contract agreement.” I gave myself a pat on the back for still maintaining a firm tone of professionalism.

“Are you sure that’s what you want to name him?” “Yes.” “Okay. Are you using De Sangre?” “No. Give him his father’s last name, like we did for Alex. It won’t offer much of a protection for them, but it’ll offer more of one than the De Sangre name.” “Perfect. We’ll just file these papers for you guys.” Nina looked up for her papers to give us a smile. “Do the two of you know what you want to do today? Or are you going to stay in the hotel?”

I answered jokingly. Her face softened with slight humor. "I like you girl, what are you here for?" "Oh, I'm here for the audition," I replied honestly. "I see, I wish you the best of luck," she said, then motioned for the staff to follow her. Some would be offended by her reaction, however, I knew that's the correct reaction for my response and something that would not put me at a disadvantage. If she had praised me in any way it can be treated as her being biased towards me.

A moment later, there’s a next on my phone. He’s put his name in there as Dom. Don’t forget you are mine.

But for now, I had no obligation to inform him of my plans. The primary condition of our contract was that we must not do anything that would affect each other’s reputation or work. My independent business venture did not violate or affect anything. Not to mention, I was confident that this would become a booming project in the future, a surprise powerful enough to shake the business world. The staff handling the paperwork asked me. “What would you like to register as the company name?” I thought for a moment before replying. “Future Funding. I want to register that name.”

I smiled as I grabbed it and placed it on my lap. It is red and absolutely beautiful. It reminds me so much of Mr Teddy. I need to name it. Maybe Mr Teddy will do. Perhaps another name. I placed my finger on my chin, thinking about a name. The Don came to my mind. Hmm. "Well, I will call you Mr A. A for Adrian. You will be my quick reminder to stop my ridiculous thoughts about the Don. Yes," I raised it up a bit. "Whenever I look at you, I remind myself that I have to stop thinking about you. You can't be mine," I put it down on my lap and squeezed its nose as I shook my head.