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UNDER HIS RULES [11] a
Beatrice's legs trembled violently. She could no longer sit still. The two people who constantly watched her were standing not far from her. Beatrice's eyes often wandered towards the wide-open door, as if waiting for its owner to enter this room.Yet, besides planning to make cupcakes, today she also wanted to learn how to cook grilled fish with garlic seasoning. A few days ago, Ute had served her that dish. But unfortunately, her aspirations had to be put on hold due to the news of Sam's return. What prayers could she offer to be free from this tense situation?She couldn't hope for bad news to come. As long as she was allowed out of that room, whispers about a person who was shot and killed reached Beatrice's ears. Although she wasn't sure what kind of person Tony was, it seemed like he was decent and well-known in this household. But when she thought about it, shouldn't they all know each other? They were... a group, right? A mischievous gang. They should stick together and be ins
UNDER HIS RULES [11] b
The previous question made Beatrice turn her face away. She dared not look at Sam anymore. She also cursed herself for getting carried away with the treatment of this thug whom she should despise."Remember the rule I gave you, Beatrice," Sam said as he tilted Beatrice's chin. This time, he wasn't rough. "Don't turn your face away from me when I'm talking.""Yes," Beatrice whispered."Tell me what you did while I was gone."Beatrice blinked slowly."You left this room, right? What was my instruction before I left?"Suddenly, fear filled Beatrice."What?" Sam asked with a tone that made the fear in Beatrice's mind grow. "Answer!""I-I wasn't allowed to leave this room.""And then? Why did you do it?""I-I... I couldn't spend all my time in this room!" Beatrice tried hard to gather her remaining courage. Despite trembling, she managed to create some distance between herself and Sam. "I could die of boredom in here!"Sam nodded slowly. He also moved away from Beatrice, knowing that she s
UNDER HIS RULES [12]
The photo in her hand transformed into a crumpled mess. She repeatedly squeezed the photo until it lost its shape. "Bastard!" Then she threw it in a random direction. She immediately stood up and grabbed the bag hanging nearby. "Sam, you bastard!" she cursed.Anabella walked agitatedly. Her eyes glared with anger, disregarding the fact that the informant was following her."Hey," she called out to her, who knows how many times. But Bella was consumed by fury. Her only destination was Sam's house. Since her rejection at Flown Discotheque, Bella hadn't returned there. She chose to take refuge in one of Sam's temporary bases on the outskirts of the South Region. It was a place where Sam would usually visit and meet her after taking care of his business out there.Unfortunately, Bella didn't expect that Sam had changed his course. Going home? Meeting Beatrice? That damn brat! Bella wouldn't stay silent. No way! Who was Beatrice? Trying to remove herself from that house? From Sam's life? I
UNDER HIS RULES [13]
The only thing Beatrice really enjoyed in Sam's room was soaking in the tub. She filled the large bathtub with some water and bubbles. She would immerse herself up to her neck and could spend one to two hours just bathing. After that, she would help Ute or have a casual conversation with Anne in one corner of Sam's room.However, when the owner returned, Beatrice didn't dare to get back in the bathtub. Although she really wanted to soak and get rid of the nervousness she had been feeling. Thinking about what if Sam broke in through this door and... no, no. Beatrice shouldn't think about other bad things. She wanted to bathe without disturbance and without fear.She washed her hands several times, trying to clean the remnants of their activities that still lingered in Beatrice's mind. Even though, if examined closely, her hands were already clean and fragrant. There was no longer Sam's distinctive aroma there. But..."Don't tremble, Beatrice," Sam said with a sly grin. "Only like this,
UNDER HIS RULES [14] a
All Bella could do now was wander around Sam's room. She was filled with anger and frustration. Her eyes quickly scanned the comfortable room, especially the bed. She couldn't deny that what she saw fueled the fire in her chest even more.She was sure that something had happened while she wasn't at home, especially the activities she used to do with Sam, even if not in this room.For Sam, this room was very private, so why was that bitch given permission to stay here? And why was she being guarded so closely? What was so special about that bitch? She looked stupid and Bella felt a strong urge to destroy her.The face that now appeared in her mind from their previous encounters. Stupid, but with a courage that made Bella hate her.Since Beatrice's arrival, she had made it clear in her heart that she hated that woman."Damn it!" Bella cursed as she threw herself onto the somewhat messy bed. Then, full of emotion, she rummaged through everything on top of the bed. Pillows, cushions, and
UNDER HIS RULES [14] b
"Ugh, Ute," Beatrice complained upon realizing what she had to do today. Initially, she just wanted to sit in one of the dining chairs, enjoying her late breakfast. Or a glass of milk that she usually prepared herself. Ute had taken over the kitchen and was exceptionally skilled at creating delicious and mouthwatering dishes. "Do I have to do all of this?"Ute laughed. "Instead of listening to you constantly ranting about Bella, it's better to use your energy for work, Lav. It's more productive."Beatrice pouted in displeasure. "But it's not fair. There are so many fish here. Where did they come from? And they're really smelly."The short-haired woman didn't want to stop laughing just yet. "I'll prepare the seasoning, and you wash the fish. That way, we'll finish quickly, Beatrice.""What are we going to cook?"Despite grumbling, Beatrice's hands didn't stop moving as she cleaned the fish in the sink. This fresh and fairly large red snapper would be prepared by Ute today."Fish curry,
UNDER HIS RULES [15] a
Visiting the main residence of the Twin Dragon Clan's owner was something Ferdi really didn't want to do. He was a neutral party responsible for maintaining security and stability in the two constantly feuding regions, even though they had never declared war. However, the dark history between the Northern and Southern territories had long been known. Ferdi was one of the few who had been involved to some extent in resolving their disputes.However, there was one thing that Ferdi couldn't simply ignore. He couldn't underestimate the assistance of the ruler of the Twin Dragon Clan, as it had saved his younger sister from a kidnapping that had ended quite dramatically five years ago. If it weren't for Sam's subordinates and the intervention of that man, Ferdi didn't know what fate Felly would have faced.Unfortunately, Ferdi couldn't take matters into his own hands because the culprit was skillfully protected by Hasolomone, with Quassano being the main mastermind. Remembering the events
UNDER HIS RULES [15] b
The beautiful girl with black hair hadn't forgotten about lunch earlier. It was lively, noisy, with many conversations that Beatrice didn't really understand. But she could see that they were all familiar with each other. Their faces also hinted at a close kinship. Just like Sam, who casually enjoyed his portion. Sitting at the end of the table, he ate heartily, not paying much attention to the conversations happening around the large dining table.Perhaps for Sam, as long as it didn't disturb his enjoyment of the meal that Ute served for him, it didn't matter. Sometimes, he would even join in with some remarks made by his subordinates. Beatrice thought that it might create an awkward impression. Unfortunately... that was just her own thoughts. Maybe what Ute said about it being a "home" for most of Sam's subordinates was true. They found their own comfort here.Beatrice pursed her lips slightly. She didn't expect to see such familiarity in this relatively large house, mostly painted
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