Todos os capítulos de RULE NO 1: DONT TOUCH DADDY!: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

CHRISTAIN My office is quiet. Ace stands by the desk, his face blank. “She is set,” Ace says. “She is upstairs.” I look down at my desk. My mind is already racing. The girl I ordered for was here. Ace was to get her ready. For me to meet her. But that girl, that little mosquito downstairs, is pulling some sick trick. She thinks she can trap me with that video. Use it to play games. Anger burns in my chest. I stand up so fast my chair scrapes against the floor. I walk out of the office. I don’t care about the other girl upstairs. All I see is Ivy’s face. I walk down the stairs and into the open living area. She is standing there. Fake sickness written all over her face. She looks up as I get closer. Her eyes are sharp. Defiant. I don’t say a word. I cross the distance between us in two long strides. My hand shoots out and wraps tight around her wrist. “Upstairs. Now.” She turns to Nancy. Whispers audibly, “Big bad wolf.” She doesn’t fight me. Nor does she pull away. She

IVYThe door clicks shut, locking me inside a silence that is suddenly too loud and too empty. I stay frozen on the bed. My skin is burning. My hips feel heavy, aching with a hollow, throbbing pull that won't go away.Even as I breathe, the smell is everywhere. The smell of him. The sweet scent of his cum drying in a sticky, warm puddle across my stomach and the top of my thighs. I look down. A mark of what just happened is on my wrists. Red, angry lines wrap around my wrists where the leather belt bit into my skin.Before now I felt no sting from the tight belt. Now I do. But still, I won. I won.I pushed him until his control shattered.I made a powerful man lose his mind right between my legs.I should be happy, feel excited.But why?Why does my chest feel like a black hole?The thrill of the game evaporates into the air, leaving behind a cold, ugly emptiness. I am not me. I'm not who he thinks I am. I never was. I stare at the ceiling, my throat tightening. He d

IVY The bedroom door slams against the wall. The sound echoes through the silence, but I don't care. My chest heaves with hot, sharp irritation as I kick off my heels and stride across the floor.I have maintained obedience, stayed here for days since the last time. And today, to say I even had to go meet him, to inform him, and he thinks he's the lord of my life?I scoff.“Christian, you can't lock me in this house like a child. That's not happening. Not today. Not for one more single day.”I grab my phone off the nightstand, my thumb flying across the screen to find Dani’s contact. I hit call and press the phone to my ear, pacing the length of the room. It rings twice before she answers.“Finally,” Dani says on the other end, her voice bright against the heavy static of my frustration. “I thought you forgot about me.”“Babes, you know I didn't. Besides... I have good news. Guess.” I chirp.“Your stepdad got you a car?” she asks, laughing.I roll my eyes. “You wish.”“Then what?

CHRISTAIN The rest of the ride is dead silent. The anger sits heavy between us, thick and suffocating, wrapping around my throat. She thinks she won today by sneaking out.She has no idea what is waiting for her the second we walk through those front doors.The car stops. I push my door open and step out into the cold night air. I walk around, pulling her door open before she can touch the handle.“I can walk by myself,” she spits out.“Then walk.”She climbs out, brushing past me with a sharp jerk of her shoulder. We move through the foyer, past the guards standing at attention. I don't touch her. Not yet. I just walk straight toward the private elevator that leads directly to my floor.After a few steps, I hear her footsteps falter. I stop and look back over my shoulder.She is turning toward the hallway leading to her room.“Where are you going?” I ask.“I’m going to my room.”“No. You're not. Elevator now,” I command, leaving no room to argue. Her shoulders drop. She walks over,

CHRISTIAN “Ace,” I bark out, my voice loud and commanding. “Come in!”The door opens instantly. Ace steps into the room. My blood is hot and thick, rushing in my ears. I am standing right where she was, the room smelling of my own frustration. Ace had better have a good reason to be here at this hour.Ivy moves fast the moment the door swung open. She steps past Ace without a single word. She doesn't look up. Her face is flushed bright red, her eyes still glassy with leftover tears, and her wrists show faint, angry red marks where the belt bit into her skin.She walks straight toward the private elevator. The doors open. She steps inside and disappears.Ace watches her go. His eyebrows pull together, a clear look of confusion crossing his face. As he watches her,My eyes drop to the cushion.The black lace panties are lying right there. Torn. Left behind as evidence of chaos.Without thinking, my hand moves smoothly down. My fingers wrap around the silk fabric. I pick them up, sque