"We can't... you're my client."
He chuckled, "so? There's no law against fucking my lawyer." He cupped my chin forcing me to look at him. "Stop making excuses and let me fuck you."
Maia Carter has everything she ever dreamed of. At just 25, she's a...
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We settled into the courtroom, waiting for everyone to take their seats. I found myself next to Nico, trying to push aside the distraction of how handsome he looked in his suit and tie. I was used to his casual style. It was a challenge to see him as a businessman. As the judge entered and instructed everyone to rise, I stood slowly, smoothing my skirt while feeling Nico's eyes on me, which I chose to ignore. I was confident in my strategy for the case and eager to add another victory to my record. My main objective was to portray him as a victim, utilizing every tactic at my disposal to ensure the jury saw him that way. The judge took his seat and cleared his throat, silencing the murmurs in the room and drawing everyone's attention to him.
The judge cleared his throat, his voice resonating throughout the courtroom. He expressed relief that everyone had arrived safely despite the inclement weather and announced that the trial would span three days. Emphasizing the need for efficiency, he assured us that every effort would be made to expedite the proceedings, as he wished for everyone to return home to their families for the holidays rather than remain in the courtroom. Given the impending snowstorm, he discussed the urgency of the case and invited anyone with concerns to voice them at that moment. The room was quiet as everyone awaited his next words. I was relieved he didn't intend to prolong this case any longer than necessary. With the holidays and snowstorm approaching, I won't lie—I was eager to be home.
"Miss Carter, go ahead and get started. You have all of our attention."
I got to my feet and smoothed my skirt. "Thank you, your honor. It's great to be here today, and as you all know, I'm passionate about seeing justice served. I'll be representing Mr. Nicoló Santoro." I glanced at him, and he gave me a wink. I rolled my eyes internally but managed to keep a smile on my face. "Could you please come up to the stand?"
He got up, adjusted his tie, and made his way to the stand before taking a seat. When prompted, he raised his hand and took an oath to tell the truth. I gripped the papers tightly, trying to mask my anxiety. My palms were slick with sweat, and I felt a wave of panic wash over me. All I could do was hope the evidence I had would be sufficient for the jury.
