Another day. Another day Hanna wakes up without her husband next to her. She lies her hand where his head should be. She can't help but think about the times before all the money came along. She's not complaining though, she loves having money and the freedom to buy things. She never wanted to feel like money owned her or that it was more important than what she values the most. Which is her marriage, her family, her friends, and her career. But money can change you. And it changed Jordan, Hanna's husband of 5 years. Jordan is always busy now. His excuse is that it's his job. He is the head of a huge company that is only getting bigger. And the bigger it was, the more attention it needed. But in the back of Hanna's mind, she couldn't help but think Jordan was being unfaithful.

Hanna, along with Jordan, had become very successful in her career. She is now one of the best lawyers in New York, which is a very hard title to achieve and even harder to maintain. Her career was jump started by Jordan. He had put her through law school, something he always held over her head. That would always make her feel guilty every time he brought it up.

Hanna sighed and dragged herself out of bed, mentally preparing herself for the day ahead. Hanna dressed herself in a classy black business dress. After work, Jordan and Hanna were going out to dinner. Thankfully he could 'fit it into his very busy schedule.' Hanna drove to work and arrived at her building. She was the head lawyer on the 5th floor. She had worked her ass off in college and became one of the best at only 25 years old. She knew she had earned where she was standing.

Hanna settled herself in her big office and called in Gina, her assistant to get her a cappuccino, her usual. After that her day went by calmly, she didn't have many appointments and she just had a few things to touch up on for her cases. She was excited about her date with Jordan. She wanted to get that spark back. It's not like they were old yet and already she felt like they were losing touch. They barely talk, and when they do it's about work or money. At dinner, she was going to suggest them trying to have a baby. She knew Jordan had wanted one, but Hanna had been so caught up in the success of her career, she didn't think it was the right time. But now her career was in place and she was ready. She also knew a baby couldn't fix their problems so she was also going to suggest seeing a marriage counselor. She figured a baby would bring them back together, while the counseling would be the glue and the foundation to healing their marriage.

It was already 4:30 pm and Hanna was just quickly checking her emails before she could head out. Although Hanna's door was closed, she could faintly hear someone yelling outside of her office. She figured someone had already called security and they were on their way so she saw no reason to get involved. But the voice of whoever this was kept getting louder and the sound was coming closer to her office. Within minutes, Hanna heard a knock on her door.

"Come in" Hanna announced. The door opened and there stood Gina, looking stressed and apologetic next to a man with dark brown hair, hazel eyes, and light brown skin. Gina walked in as the man followed slowly behind.

"I'm really sorry to interrupt you but this man refuses to leave until he meets with you. He doesn't have an appointment but he says this is urgent." Gina says.

Hanna looked at the man. He looked desperate. But Hanna couldn't be late for this date with Jordan.

"Sir, I'm sorry but I don't take walk-ins. You'll have to make an appointment at the front desk" Hanna said, rising up to stand.

"I understand that Miss but I really need to talk to you. This is very urgent and I know you're a busy woman but I'll only take a few minutes of your time" his voice was soft and convincing.

"I'm sorry but-"

"Please. I've heard you're one of the best lawyers in the state of New York. You've only lost one case in your career. You graduated from Columbia University at the top of your class. I only need five minutes. Please" he sounded sincere, not like the guy Hanna had heard yelling earlier. Hanna looked into his eyes this time. She wanted to give him a chance.

"Fine. Take a seat" Hanna said to him as she sat back down in her chair. Gina smiled and walked out, closing the door behind her while the man sat down.

"Thank you"

"Sure. So, do you have a name or should I just refer to you as the crazy guy yelling at my employees?" Hanna said, offering her friendly smile.

"My name is Caleb Rivers. I didn't mean to act like that Mrs. Marin. I just really need your help." He smiled back. He's cute Hanna thought.

"Sure. And you can call me Hanna" she clarified. "So, Caleb, what's your story?" She leaned back in her chair, ready to learn more about this man in front of her.

Caleb sighed, preparing to spill it all. "Well when I was younger, I never really had a stable home, I was in a lot of foster homes. I never really met my parents. So I got involved with a gang when I was about fourteen. I was young so they had me out on the street being like a messenger and when I gained their trust and gained some experience, they had me selling. I thought of those men like my brothers, like family. And that's how they treated me. They were the closest thing I ever knew to family. When I was seventeen, I had decided to get out of that life and start making a better life for myself. At that time, I was playing basketball in high school and I was really good. I was getting college scholarships and everything. Right before I graduated high school, I was arrested. To get a shorter sentence, the man had to give up other names of people who were involved in the gang. The guy I was nothing but loyal to and thought was a brother, spit out my name although I had left that life alone. But that didn't matter, I had did what I did and I couldn't take it back even if I wanted to. I was eighteen so I was tried as an adult. I spent nine years in jail. I just got out two weeks ago"

Silence. Caleb wanted to see how Hanna would react. Hanna felt bad for him. She knew that there was something more to him. The minute she looked into his hazel eyes, she knew there was a heart breaking story behind them. And this was it. Hanna, however, had to stay professional. She had heard stories like this all the time. But this one was different. Hanna pulled herself to ask her next question "And you're here now because….?"

"Since I've been out, the man who put me in here, the one who gave up my name to the police, his name is Jason. Jason was killed last week. Police have already been questioning me to know if I killed him. I would have a reasonable motive, 'he was the man who put me in jail so I killed him to get revenge'. But I didn't kill him. I haven't even seen him since I got out. I just feel like the police are going to pin this on me. So I need you to help prove that I'm innocent" Caleb's desperation billowed off the walls.

Hanna believed him. She believed he was innocent. Although her lawyer mind shows that she needs evidence, dates and times, statements. She can't go by her instincts and what she feels. That is not liable in a courtroom. Her job right now was to challenge him, give him a little taste of what it's like in the hot seat of the courtroom. "How do I know that by spending nine years in prison with rapists and killers that you haven't become one yourself? As far as I'm concerned you're just another ex-con drug dealer who says their ways have changed and that you've become a better person in prison"

Caleb was silent. He was shocked and didn't know how to respond to that. She didn't believe him either. He stared at her dumbfounded.

"That's the kind of things you need to think about before you step into that courtroom. You need to have quick responses, show that you're sure of yourself. They will say anything to take you off balance and get under your skin" Hanna stated. Caleb nodded as she spoke to signal his understanding.

"Do you have a job?" Hanna asked.

"No, it's hard with my record. Not many people want an ex drug dealer working for them."

"And I'm assuming by your choice of clothing you don't have much money."

Caleb chuckled "No, not much"

Hanna nodded. "Do you have a phone?"

"No, otherwise I would have called to schedule an appointment rather than barge in and immediately start yelling for your attention" Caleb responded.

Hanna's smile turned into a genuine laugh. You'd have to be dumb not to know there was some connection between them. Even Hanna sensed it.

"So, cheap clothes, no phone, no job which means no money. Which would also mean you have no money to pay me. And that is unfortunate because I am very expensive"

"I know and I will get a job and I will pay you everything I owe you. I already know that you're the lawyer I need to keep my freedom. I'm just asking you to just give me now. Please." There it was again. Caleb was so convincing to Hanna. Every word he spoke Hanna could easily believe it. Hanna took this moment to get a better look at him. She stared at his cheekbones and the ripples of muscles that bulged out of a shirt that was now way too small for him. She stared at his folded hands, big and strong on her desk. He was one of those people who moved his hands when he talked to help explain himself. He had a little mustache above his lip and on the bottom of his chin. His hair was long and slightly above his shoulders, but it worked for him. Hanna could not deny that she was attracted to him. He was hot.

She snapped herself out of this appreciation for his features moment and went back into reality. Reality was that she was married and late for her date with her husband. Her head whipped over to check the time. It was a little after 5 and Jordan is suppose to pick her up at 5:30.

"So you expect me to take this case pro bono?" Hanna continued.

"Just for now" Caleb assured.

Hanna thought about it for a minute. She never took a case without being paid for it upfront. So this would be her first. She trusted Caleb enough to hold him to it. There was something about Caleb's voice that made her think everything was going to be fine.

"Fine. I'll do it. But your case will be overtime since I'm not getting paid for this. You must tell me everything that is relevant to your case. Anything that they could have on you, they will use it so you need to tell me everything. Don't leave anything out. Because in the end, it'll just effect you. This is your life on the line. And another thing. Do not lie to me. Ever. Do you understand?" Hanna stated firmly.

"I understand." Caleb said.

"Good. I don't have many appointments tomorrow so just meet me here around 2:30 and we'll work on your case. In the meantime, get a haircut and try to get some new clothes and do some job searching. And don't get yourself in trouble" Hanna added.

"Alright. Thank you so much, Mrs. Marin" Caleb said as he stood up and extended his hand.

Hanna stood up along with him. "Hanna" she said as she took his hand and shook it. His hand was firm but soft.

"Hanna" he repeated, her hand still in his. They stood there with smiles on their face. Caleb took this moment to examine her. She was beautiful. Long blonde wavy hair, blue eyes, body shaped perfectly, and her hands were soft and fragile. Caleb eventually snapped out of it and detached his hand from her, unknown to how long they had stared at each other like dummies. "Well, have a nice day" he turned around and left her office.

Hanna started to gather her stuff. She had noticed Caleb looking over her body and she felt embarrassed although flattered. She wanted to know what was going through his mind as he looked her over. After gathering her stuff and shutting down her computer, she headed to the elevator. She walked outside of the building only to see her husband outside in his business suit talking with…...Caleb? Hanna walked towards them confused.

Jordan looked at her and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "Hey, honey this is Caleb, he was one of my best friends in high school. Caleb this is my wife, Hanna"

"We've met. I actually was just talking to her about my case" Caleb stood, glancing at Hanna.

"Oh nice. She's one of the best lawyers in New York. So where are you staying at now?"

Caleb seemed to be taken aback by this question. "Um…" he stood there trying to think of a name of a street in New York.

Jordan furrowed his brow. "Do you not have a place to stay?" Hanna, too, was curious about this. She didn't want her client living in the streets.

"Well I…" Caleb couldn't think of a good lie.

"You don't. Do you?" Hanna piped in.

"No" Caleb answered truthfully.

"You'll stay with us." Jordan said. Hanna was shocked by this and looked at him like he was crazy.

"Oh, no. You don't have-" Caleb started.

"It's settled. We have plenty of room in our house. You can stay there for as long as you need. You can find yourself a job and get yourself back on your feet." Jordan wasn't going to let this go.

"Are you sure? I don't want to be an inconvenience or-"

"I'm sure. After all you've done for me, I owe you this much" Jordan continued. "In fact, me and Hanna we're probably just going to go home anyway, so hop in the car. If you need to get any belongings from somewhere, just tell me the address and we can go pick up your stuff and show you to the house"

Hanna was proud that her husband was being so kind but her and him did have plans to go to dinner tonight so they could talk about fixing their marriage. The way he said that they were probably just going to go home anyway made it clear to her that he didn't care about what they did because it didn't matter anyway.

Caleb looked at Hanna. "Is this okay with you?"

Right when Hanna opened her mouth to answer the question that was directed to her, Jordan answers for her.

"Yeah, she's fine with it. Plus, you'll have more time to discuss your case. C'mon let's get in the car. Do you need to go anywhere, Caleb?" Jordan turned and opened the door.

"Uhh, nope. All I have is on me." Caleb said, opening the back door. Hanna obviously had no say in this and just walked to the passenger's side and opened her own door. Jordan stopped opening doors for her after he paid her way through law school. They all got in the car and Jordan started driving.

Well, this was definitely going to be interesting. Hanna wanted to know what Jordan had meant when he said he owes Caleb. Owes him for what? Here Hanna was, in the car with her client ex con who she was very much attracted to who is best friends with her husband who is driving all of them to the house in which they will all live. Together. Jordan is barely ever home which means Caleb and Hanna. Alone. Together. Hanna did not like the way this looked. Hanna had good self control. I can control myself Hanna thought as she fidgeted with the big diamond ring on her finger.

Okay guys, I've taken a long break from writing but I'm back now with a new name. My username before was twilightplllove. I'm back with a new Haleb love story. Of course I had to. How could I not? I will be more committed to this one because I have high hopes for this story. Well, tell me what you think I made sure this was really long and juicy so I hope I got some of you hooked. Please review and give me your thoughts. Thanks!