"Celeste," I whispered tenderly, embracing her gently, my words a soft caress in her ear. "You have the most beautiful body I've ever seen. You are so beautiful, forever special in my heart." My voice was a warm murmur, filled with honest and undisguised admiration and affection. “I love you…”Gently, I pushed her back slightly, just enough to admire her entire form as she sat on my thigh. The intimate proximity allowed me to trace the contours of her neck, my lips brushing against hers softly, conveying unspoken promises. "I will give you your first time in a place you'll never forget—a bed of roses, a memory to treasure as our honeymoon. This will be a once-in-a-lifetime moment. I want to make it truly special for you.""I want... it..." Celeste whispered hesitantly, her voice trailing off. But before she could continue, I sealed her words with a kiss, my lips meeting hers in a silent vow, while my fingers gently explored her carotid sinus on the side of her neck. Applying gentle pr

"What justice?" I gazed at their faces, my voice rising in indignation as I scolded them. "Are you lawyers or judges? If you're a judge, I believe justice is paramount. But as lawyers, isn't your ultimate justice to serve your client's best interests?""Even if it involves breaking the law?" Linda's voice carried a hint of skepticism. I caught a whiff of her lavender perfume.“Who said anything about breaking the law? We are all law-abiding citizens here; no one can just flout the law. We merely protect our clients within the bounds of what is legally permissible,” I retorted, my experience as a former Marshal has made me learn something about the law, and I love law, especially when I find a loophole in the perfect law to exploit.“Consider this scenario: a wealthy young man, after having too much to drink from the night club, speeds down the road. Then, tragically, he hits a man, resulting in the man's death and leaving behind a widow and child. Is the young rich man at fault?” I pr

He laughed mockingly, “the only thing that will get ugly is your face.”His fist lunged towards me, but I swiftly evaded and countered with a solid punch to his face with my right hand.My fist connected squarely with his chin, sending a jolt of satisfaction through me. Seizing the moment to train my combo attack, I swiftly executed a low kick with my left foot to the side of his knee.This forced him to lower his head in pain, allowing me to strike again, this time with my left hand, aiming from the side.I then completed the sequence with an uppercut to his chin, my right hand driving upwards with precision. Four hits landed perfectly.His three friends, emerging from the same car, were petrified, too shocked to move. As they hesitated, I confronted them, “Are you also from the Holy Order?”“Yes, you are fucked up!” they retorted.Sighing, I shook my head, “No, you are the ones who will be fucked up.”My bodyguard from the Holy Order had called for reinforcements. Suddenly, four car