Signed Sealed Delivered Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Sucked my nipple again hard. Then lower mouth on my pussy. Tongue deep. I cried out. “Elias...fuck...” He licked, sucked, fingers joining his tongue. I came...hard. Screaming his name. Pussy pulsing. He licked me through it. Then stood. Zipped up. Handed me the final signed pages. “All done.” I stared at the pages my future in black ink.But my body was screaming for more.My pussy ached empty, throbbing. My nipples hard.

"No, no, no! This has to be some kind of forgery! I did not sign that document! Desmond must have done something behind my back to deny me what I deserve." "I didn’t do anything dirty, Daniella." He defended. "You signed it yourself. No tricks, no manipulation. It's just your own signature. The document was given to you, and you signed. You signed it happily. Let's say you were too excited to read what you signed. Or should we say that you are so dumb that you don't understand what you signed?" Daniella pointed a shaking finger in his direction. "You’re lying! Desmond. I'm sure you have been planning this all along, haven’t you? You knew I would get what’s mine, so you resorted to foul play.

“No one trusts you, Yaz. Not even Kylian. No one. You think you’re smarter than everyone, but you’re not. And I’m always one step ahead of you.” I rolled my eyes. “Speak plainly or get out.” She reached into her handbag and pulled out a familiar-looking file. My heart skipped a beat, my mind racing. “What the hell is that?” I growled. She smiled sweetly, flipping open the file. “This? Oh, it’s just the original document... with my signature already on it.” My jaw tightened as she tapped the pages, pointing to the pack’s official seal. “I guess you were too eager to notice that the seal on the documents I gave you was a fake.”

Ellena took a deep breath and randomly picked up a document to open it. When she flipped to the last page, her fingers froze. There was a signature at the bottom. Her signature. The handwriting was exactly the same as hers, every stroke, every habit, identical. But she was certain she had never seen this document before. A chill crept up her spine. Could it be that she had signed it in her sleep? The thought was absurd. Ellena put the document aside and opened another one. It was also signed. She opened a third, a fourth, every single document had been signed.

"So are you saying yes, my Caty?" I grabbed the nearest pen at his desk. "Where do I fucking sign?" Father slides to me a white envelope. I opened it and I signed it with my name and decided to read it later before bed. Signed: Caterina Mari Santelli

"This has to be a forgery!" "A forgery?" Solomon Song stood up, his voice booming with a sudden, rejuvenated energy. He walked over and took the contract from Yang Li’s paralyzed fingers. He scanned the lines, his eyes widening with every second. "It’s the official seal of the Thorne Group. And this... this is the signature of their President. It’s even counter-signed with a thumbprint." "The project is ours?" Shen Nan whispered, leaning over to see. "We didn't just get a meeting... we secured the entire partnership?"

He did not even know that he had personally signed my dissolution agreement. I let out a soft laugh and held the agreement up for him to see. "But you are the one who signed it," I said, my voice soft. "The transfer is complete. As of tonight, I am officially severing my ties with the Moretti family." Lucas's face had been a mask of disdain. But when he saw his own signature and the blood-red wax of the family seal, his pupils constricted. "Elara, did you forge my signature?!" I laughed at the ridiculous accusation. "You signed it yourself."

"That’s a fake. My lawyers will tear that to shreds in five minutes." "It's not a fake, Elias," Maya sneered, pointing to the bottom of the page. "Look at the signature. Look at the date. It was signed three years ago, right before you even knew who she was." Elias took the paper, his eyes scanning it quickly. His face turned to stone. He turned to look at me, his eyes searching mine. "Thea? Is this your handwriting?" I looked at the paper. I felt a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach.

Julian murmured, moving back and staring out of the window. "Why are you really here, Julian?" she asked. He cleared his throat, reaching into his bag to pull out the exclusive document. "Here. I came because you need to sign these today. To make our contract official.” Thalia took the pen and document from him and signed each page without even glancing at what the pages contained. "You're not going to read it?" Julian asked, his brow arching. Thalia leaned closer, a slow smile spreading across her lips. Her fingers trailed down his shirt buttons before she gripped his tie, pulling him toward her until their lips almost brushed. She bit her lip seductively.

Elena’s fingers hovered over the screen, the scanned document glowing with accusatory clarity in the dim light of their bedroom. The signature at the bottom was unmistakably Damien’s, bold strokes she had seen on countless contracts and personal notes over the months they had rebuilt their life together. The date placed it firmly in the period after her departure but before their reunion, a timeframe when he had claimed to be consumed by regret and isolation. The agreement outlined financial obligations and acknowledgment of paternity for Noah, complete with notarized seals that appeared legitimate under initial scrutiny.