Unlawfully His✔️

5. It's attorney Beaumont.

As I stepped into Liam's luxurious and beautiful apartment, I couldn't help but gawk at its sheer luxury.

My eyes widened when I saw Liam's two best friends, Cole and Noah, there. Noah, the green-eyed blond, immediately whistled mischievously upon seeing me, their eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Attorney Bonbon, certainly a very elevated name, far from its usual baby Bonbon," Cole, the dark-eyed, curly-haired man shared, a smile playing on his lips. "I personally prefer calling you baby Bonbon," he added, his voice laced with teasing affection.

"Attorney," Noah chimed in with a dramatic sigh, "I feel like a proud father. Come give me a hug," he insisted, opening his arms wide. Noah's green eyes twinkled mischievously as he pulled me into a warm embrace, his playful enthusiasm contagious.

They were always this nice towards me, a sharp contrast to their bully best friend, Liam. Cole and Noah were dressed formally, as if just leaving work to visit their friend.

"There you are," Liam announced as he entered the room, pouring himself some wine. His presence filled the room with an air of authority, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of nervousness as he glanced in my direction.

"We'll take our leave now," Noah, responds as they gave me one last hug but not before Cole added, "Take it easy on our Bonbon, she's still a baby."

Smirking, Cole mischievously winked at me, his eyes sparkling making me confused as they left Liam's apartment. They were always, handsome, sweet and of course rich too but not Liam rich.

As I observed Liam's effortless attire, adorned in sweatpants paired with a simple shirt, I couldn't help but harbor a secret admiration for his casual yet undeniably chic style.

His hair only served to accentuate his natural charm, with his hair tousled in a way that tempted me to run my fingers through its inviting strands.

As the curiosity bubbled within me, I couldn't resist but inquire, "One question. How did you know where I lived?" My astonishment peaked when, stepping outside my apartment, I discovered one of his cars parked and patiently waiting for me.

With an air of nonchalant confidence, Liam responded, "I know a lot of things, bonbon." His cryptic reply only added to the enigmatic allure of the handsome bastard.

"It's Attorney Beaumont to you, Mr. Steele," I corrected him with a firm tone, emphasizing the professional respect that was due in our interaction.

With a smirk tugging onto his lips, he directed me towards his very plush sofa, "Of course, attorney Beaumont, please have a seat."

Taking a seat on the opposing sofa, deliberately positioning myself to maintain a professional distance from Liam, I opened my case and prepared to delve into the matter at hand.

"Since we've already covered the introductions and discussed the necessary legal fees with our respective teams, let's proceed to the heart of the matter and commence our discussion on the case," I addressed, ensuring that I had all the relevant documents ready for thorough documentation and analysis.

"What exactly are your goals? What outcome would you like to see?" I questioned trying to get a better objective of what he wants out of the case.

"The theft of my intellectual property is my main concern, and I want justice and due compensation. In order to get the most compensation for the harm they've caused, I want to make sure that my rights are protected. My goal is to get a good result that prevents future intellectual property theft in addition to making up for my losses."

"How much are you seeking in damages?" I inquired, nodding my head attentively as I jotted down his objectives for the case.

"I want a compensation of five million." He states.