Novel & Cerita Ariana Greenblatt Rule 34

Second Rule: “This one is for the women of Luxford. Thou shall not flirt with Taylor West. Yes, he is charming. Yes, he is taken. No, you cannot have him. The last person who tried? Let’s just say she is no longer among us.” Charlie: “...” Inner Devil: ‘What?! Hahaha!’ Guardian Angel: ‘Technically, he’s not lying.’ Third Rule: “Thou shall not covet my daughter. She is already dating Taylor.” In their seats, Charlie and Taylor talked among themselves. “Well, at least these rules are in our favor,” Taylor remarked, and Charlie only chuckled. “Fourth rule!” Adrain resumed. “Thou shall not use my daughter’s name in vain. If I hear unnecessary gossip involving Charlie, the responsible parties wi

He tried to lift his phone to record what he saw. "Ton! Stop right now!" Gawin yelled, remembering Rule #6. "Don't you remember! No photos or videos inside the aquarium!" "But I have to record it!" Ton replied agitatedly. His eyes were filled with the determination to capture the image. "This might be the key to unlocking the secret of this place!" But it was too late. Ton had already raised his phone and pressed the button! The flash of light illuminated the darkness of the Triton Aquarium, and that was the signal that another person had broken an iron rule.

ARIANNA SUITE***** "Arghh!!"She screamed throwing away the pillows "Arianna calmed down "Betty (her roommate) in the Mafia clan said trying to calm her down "shut up!! "She yelled making Betty flinched out "What's rule number three??"Arianna asked Betty "Three..... Seduce and go naughty for the boss if he wants it but remember no one must kiss the boss. It's highly forbidden"Betty read out. She paused and stared at Arianna face

Feminism rule number 34, instill fear in your predators, let them know you know their weakness and know that you cannot be messed with. "So now, let's make a deal", I said sitting comfortably on the chair in front of the table. "You let the two of them go, and maybe, just maybe, you get to live till tomorrow morning ".

I let go of Camila's boobs and grabbed Vivian’s hands. “I have three rules that you must follow, there will be punishment every time you break a rule”. I move my fingers in circles on Vivian’s palm. “Rule one, you are not allowed to touch me unless I permit it” “Rule two, you must obey my every command” I ran a finger over Camila’s face and stopped at her slightly parted lips, then slowly slid it in. “And rule three, I will take you anytime and anywhere I please, you are not allowed to refuse”

“If I remember correctly, you were the one grinding on my thigh last night. And again this morning.” I felt my face flush so hard it burned. “I.. I wasn't!” “You moaned my name. With meaning.” I nearly threw a pillow at him. “Rule number three,” I snapped. “No touching. None. Not my waist. Not my legs. Not my hair, or my ass, or, especially not my panties.” He sat up a little, suddenly all too attentive. “Is that a blanket rule, or do I get exemptions?” “Stephano.”

But the moment I stepped inside, I realized it wasn’t just any room—it was his. The bed was neatly made, boots lined by the wall, duffel bag at the foot. On the desk, a laptop glowed faintly beside a stack of files. I knew I shouldn’t, but I couldn’t help it. I stepped closer. The top file had my name on it. Ariana Blake. Age 27. Occupation: Philanthropy director, Blake Holdings. Threat level: high. I swallowed hard, flipping the page before I could stop myself. There were photos. Of me. At the charity gala, at my office, even leaving the hospital. Every move cataloged, every expression frozen.

Aria's pov. In five years, I built four rules for myself. Rules to survive Marcel if he ever came back. Rule One: Never be in the same room with your ex. It’s a trap. Rule Two: Never listen to a word he says. He’s a liar, a cheat… and the man who would have let Hope die. Rule Three: Never sleep with him. Not sex, not foreplay, not even a kiss. Don’t put yourself in that position.

"You have no idea how tiresome that is. It is the oldest law in the blood, and it did not inconvenience me one hour in three hundred years until you stood in my own hall and sealed it. I cannot put a hand on you. I have not been able to since, and I have had to spend every day of it walking around the outside of you looking for a window." "Then here is the window," I say. "I will open it." The whole of that floor goes silent. "Aria," says my mother. "You cannot take me," I say to him. "Not one inch of me, not by force, not for three hundred more years. But there is nothing anywhere in the oldest law about a woman opening her own door." "Aria," says Bryn, "one woman, one stone." "I know." "Th