Ariana Greenblatt Rule 34 Novels & Stories

That evening— back home— Ava sat qui⁠etly. Liam walked in. ‍P⁠laced something down. She l‍o⁠oked.‌ A notebook. Sh‌e‍ frowned. ‍“What’s t⁠hat?” He sat. Opened it. First page. RU‍LES. She blinked. He pointe‍d. Rule 1: Tell somebody. Rule 2: No pretending okay. ‌Ru⁠le 3:‍

Her bullying was something I could not get used to no matter how many times it happened. Only to report to the grumpy founder and have him lecture me on the rules and regulations of the organization. The rule that stood out the most was rule number 1, 34 110 and 232, any exception was instant death Rule No 1: Once in the premises organization, no non member is allowed to leave alive. Rule No 34: Never say no to your superior or anyone higher ranking than you. Rule No 110: Members must cease contacts with the outside world except on missions.

"No one can know at work. Complete professionalism when we're in the office." "Agreed." "And if this starts affecting my job or your relationship with Anthony, we stop." I do not like that rule, but I understand it. "Agreed." "And Richard? I won't be your dirty secret. If this becomes something real, something serious, eventually we go public. I won't hide forever." "Deal." She smiles, and it transforms her entire face. "Then we have an agreement, Mister Westwood." I pull her against me, feeling her body melt into mine. "We do, Miss Hart."

I opened my mouth, but she held up a hand. “We’re leaving,” she said. “Tomorrow morning.” I stared at her. She stood, already pacing the room. "Don’t even try to argue, and one more rule. NO PHONE. You are officially banned from checking work emails, responding to texts, or feeling guilty about any of it." “What about Cole? Myra?” She rolled her eyes. “They’ll survive. They can tail us if they must, but you’re not checking a single message. No calls. No emails. No billionaire drama.”

“ Rule number 1, we must act as a couple in public” “Rule number 2; you are not to resume your life as “Riann” “Rule number 3; In private you are to maintain a 3 feet distance from me, unless I permit you to do otherwise” Rule number 4; There will be no sexual relationship— Sharon stashed what was left of the squeezed document inside her drawer without reading it entirely. Her life just got a lot more miserable.

Arlari’s POV The next day started with rules. New ones. They were printed and placed on my desk when I arrived. Clean paper. Black ink. No emotion. I read them slowly. No unscheduled movement. No private devices. No contact outside approved channels. No refusal without consequence. At the bottom was a sentence written by hand. Failure extends the contract. My chest tightened. Ninety days already felt endless. The idea of more pressed down on me like weight. I folded the paper and slid it into my bag.

CHAPTER THIRTY ONE Dinner For Two Aria's POV The order went through on Wednesday. Sandra called to confirm it herself instead of letting David's office relay it, which told me she understood I'd want to hear it from someone on my own side first. "It's filed and active," she said. "She cannot come within a hundred metres of you, the studio, or Nina's apartment. If she violates it, it's an automatic arrest, no negotiation, no warning." "And Alex filed it. Not me."

Ariana grew silence, she wasn't the type to talk with and with Aurby's sad expression, she didn't have anything to reply to comfort her. "Do you hear that tomorrow, we would be having an auction? " "Yes." "There would be many rules around the place, but if there is anything I have to warn you, it would be not to defy the person who would be buying you. " Aurby said as she patted the young girl's head.

At this point, he might have to just write up a handbook of all his rules and regulations. ’The Liam Everhart Rulebook: A Guide to Living with a Dictator.' I can just imagine it. 'Chapter 1: Thou shalt not question me. Chapter 2: Thou shalt not bring visitors to my house. Chapter 3: Thou shalt not breathe without permission.” Gosh! I'm so angry and frustrated, I could scream. Or maybe I need to let all of that frustration out in another way, a much better, satisfying way. Apparently, Liam's obnoxiousness didn't put a stop to the heat already swivelling through me because of the things Sabrina said.

“Raina, do you even know what you’re saying?” Raina said, “Starting today, I, Raina Carrington, have nothing to do with you, Mr. Briar Willow—nothing to do with the Willow family, with the Green Chamber, or the Medica Society Association. Any affiliation with your Willow family, I reject it all. You can strike me off the Association’s roster, even expel me from the Green Chamber—none of it matters.”