Ariana Greenblatt Rule 34 Novels & Stories

He looked up when he heard me approaching, one eyebrow raised in quiet surprise. "I'll do it," I blurted before I could lose my nerve, my voice steadier than I felt. He raised his brow in amusement, letting the last smoke curl into the air. "I'll accept the offer." I cleared my throat. "But I have one rule. No catching feelings. No strings attached." Ace took another slow drag, then flicked the cigarette away. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, dark and knowing. "Crystal clear, sweetheart."

he said, looking at me. "I lost my temper in the car and hurt you without asking you if you liked it; I want us to have an agreement." I nodded. That's what he meant. Xander began writing fluently on the paper as if he'd already thought about whatever he was writing. After a few minutes, he handed me the paper, and the title alone was promising. Rules to be a good secretary: 1. You will never wear stockings and always come to the office in a gown. 2. You will not touch yourself if I am not there, you will give me a call and I will see you, by call or in person

He spreads his arms along the back like he’s claiming territory. “Should I be taking notes on this legislation?” “Rule one: no women. Period. End of discussion.” “Already jealous? We’ve been roommates for twelve hours.” I ignore his smirk. “Rule two: no unauthorized exits. Rule three: no mysterious phone calls. Rule four: no suspicious meetings. This apartment is now Fort Knox.” He stretches his legs out, all lazy confidence and dangerous muscle. “That’s actually three separate rules, but who’s counting?” “Rule five: keep your hands off my belongings.”

He was a dangerous man, but a wave of relief crashed over me when I heard that the Dark Realm Auction had a rule protecting the women who were sold off. As I read the file, my jaw dropped. My tummy twisted, and my heart raced loudly against my eardrums as it follows: **Rules and Regulations** 1. Party A (me?) mustn't go anywhere without letting Party B (Ethan) know. 2. Party A (me) mustn't get into any secret affair with any other man except with Party B. 3. Party A (me) must get prepared to serve Party B every night on the bed and other sexual activity. No refusal is allowed.

The moment her eyes landed on the pages, she realized something immediately. This wasn’t a simple extension. This was detailed. Too detailed. Her eyes moved across the lines. Duration: Six months. Public appearances: As required. Personal conduct: Maintain consistency of relationship narrative. Exclusivity clause— Ariana stopped reading. She looked up at him. “Exclusivity?” Adrian leaned slightly against the table, watching her. “If we’re doing this, we do it properly.” Her brows pulled together. “You mean I can’t date anyone else?”

"And read this. These are the rules of this house. We need to be clear on how this is going to work." I opened the folder. The list was short and typed in a plain font. 1. No talking about the past. Ever. 2. No touching in private. We are business partners. 3. When the cameras are on, you are the person I love most in the world. I read the third rule twice. It felt like a slap in the face. "The person you love most? Isn't that a bit much?"

“I know that now, and even if she did send you just to mock me, it would still have been a mistake nonetheless. That woman didn’t understand my rules. The presence of male companions isn’t my issue. It’s the loud sex that I hate so much.” Will cleared his throat. “Um, I understand your point, Ms. Miller. So… What are the rules?” “Rule number one: you can’t bring in your boyfriend or girlfriend or anyone you could potentially have sex with. Rule number two: no swearing, shouting, or making any loud noises. Rule number three:, drugs and alcohol are strictly not allowed. Rule number four: no dogs or any animals inside the house,” Una rapped. “Rule number five…” Will waited and noticed how Una b

The girl turned to look at him, her emerald eyes darting around. "Of course not, Sir. I… I am just following the rules set by the company not to get close to you," Ariana said, stuttering. " Following rules? I thought you broke that on our first meeting?" Vincenzo asked, his voice teasing." You did not only touched me but you laid on my chest twice and my hands were on your waist and… " " Sir! Please have mercy on me! I don't want to be sacked. I need this job badly" Ariana cuts in, pleadingly.

On the table were the 274 rules of the Anderson family. She didn't know what the man was thinking to create 274 rules. Was he a genius? But Lalisa could tell with just a glance that these were special rules for her. Because the first rule was — [Without the consent of Party A, Party B is not allowed to expose any part of their body to others, regardless of gender.] Party B was her; Party A was Louis. This man had such a possessive nature. And he even came up with rules like this. To prove her purity for a whole week seemed extremely long, but how could she prove that she wasn't pregnant? She couldn't even get a doctor's certificate.

I moved my thumb over the screen just as a message came in. Aurora: You refuse to let me go, but you won’t have me. If you won’t divorce me, I will. You can’t keep me against my will. Don’t call me. Don’t text me. Don’t come near me. Don’t worry. I won’t file until after the trial against Green Living is over. Your secret is safe with me. You wanted to marry a stranger. Congratulations. You just made me one.