Pearl's POV This man had fucking lost his mind! His bedroom door was at the end of the east hallway. I didn't knock. I probably should have knocked. The rule was very clear about knocking — it was literally Rule One — but I had read Rule One and it had made me angry, so knocking felt like agreeing with it. I pushed the door open and walked in. Dominic Ashford was sitting up in bed with a book open in his lap. He wasn't wearing a shirt. He grabbed the blanket immediately and pulled it up to cover his chest, which told me I had caught him off guard, which was honestly the best thing that had happened to me since yesterday. But I swear I saw his well-sculptured chest. Dammit. But that wasn't why I was here. I walked straight to the bed and dropped the booklet on it. It landed with a flat, deliberate slap between us. "What the hell are these rules?" I said. He looked at the booklet, then at me and then his jaw tightened. "Did you just realise," he said, very slowly, "that you have
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