Emma Watson Rule 34 Novels & Stories

"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?"

But while I took a few deep breaths to process what I just heard, Zeus’s face turned a little solemn when he proceeded to walk out of the room, “Before I leave…I should clarify a few rules to you, Ethan Marley. “Firstly, even though we will be living in the same mansion, we must not meddle in each other’s business. Whatever you happen to see or hear here, must never be blurted outside. Secondly, this is your room and you can access the study room on his floor whenever you want to access the Internet and get help for your studies. “And lastly, the most important rule… You can explore anywhere in this place…but don’t ever think of going to the third floor of the villa. I won’t warn you twice a

I sat up abruptly and turned on the bedside lamp. Four-thirty in the morning. Still pitch dark outside. I picked up my phone, opened the notes app, and started typing. If we were going to cohabitate, there would be rules. Clear, specific, enforceable rules. I was a lawyer. Drafting agreements was what I did. My fingers flew across the screen. Rule one: Brode Ramsden shall not, under any circumstances, enter Evelyn Winchester's bedroom. This includes but is not limited to knocking, forced entry, keypad override, or directing others to open the door on his behalf.

“Words. Bambina (Baby). Words!” “R-Rule three” I stutter nervously. “Which is?” “To always be kind and respectful” “And what other rule did you break?” Pausing, I try to rack my brain for the second rule I supposedly broke. What other rule had I broken? I mean there were only four rules. Rule one was don’t escape. Rule two was don’t leave the compound. Rule three was to be respectful and kind. And Rule four was the fucking curfew, so what other rule did I break. Did I miss one when he went over the rules? was there a fifth one I didn't know about?

"This is our private contract. No fucking lawyers, no damn witnesses, just us." I picked up the paper and scanned the bullet points with my eyes. Rule 1: Absolute Transparency. You tell me every account, every password, and every contact you have in the digital world. Rule 2: Physical Display. We will act the part of a devoted couple. In public, you are mine. You touch me, you look at me with devotion, and you do not pull away. Rule 3: No Private Secrets. If your father contacts you, I am in the room. If my uncle contacts me about you, you are informed.

Milagros leaned back against the couch and drew in a breath. “This needs rules. Boundaries. Clear conditions.” She opened a new document. The heading came on its own. FICTITIOUS RELATIONSHIP AGREEMENT BETWEEN AYDEN CASTELL AND MILAGROS SAAVEDRA And she began to write. The attorney’s voice resurfaced with firmness. The memory of the wounded woman set the rhythm of her pulse. “Clauses that hurt him… the way he hurt me.” The first line came without hesitation. Clause 1 — Any physical contact without prior authorization is strictly prohibited.

The adjustment she had earlier done to her clothes sat heavily on her body like a confirmation. “I am no employee of yours. There is no rule that says I cannot go out of this house, the contract never stated any restrictions,” she told him. “Correct, it does not restrict you. However, number four on the contract states that ‘Mr. Wayne Wyatt will protect Miss Candice from all forms of harm from his enemies and himself inclusive’,” he stated then added, "for the duration of the six months you are mine to protect, hence you must stick to my rules."

“My lawyer. Not one of yours.” “Reasonable.” “I need to be able to leave.” “You may leave whenever you choose.” “But if I leave before the year?” “You forfeit the completion payment.” Of course. “Any other punishments?” “No.” She did not believe him. Maybe he knew. “What are the rules?” she asked. He opened a drawer and removed a single sheet of paper. Of course there was a rules page. He handed it to her. Violet read. No entry to the east corridor after midnight.

he declared, scanning her angry face. "I am not your mistress," she retorted fiercely, a rebellious thought surfacing in her mind. "Only speak when spoken to. Don't come in my way. You are to stay in your room unless called out. Show respect to your superiors, especially my pack members. You are not allowed to leave the mansion's territory; if I find you did, I will punish you severely. Some places are off-limits, except this mansion. You should stay inside on a full moon night and avoid contact with other male members of my pack, except a few. You are allowed to call your parents only once a month. I hope you understand everything," Wyatt laid out his controlling rules.

That's when we made the three rules. Rule One: Always come when the other calls, no matter what. Rule Two: Always tell the truth and never keep secrets. Rule Three: Never fall in love with each other and never confess such. We were eight years old and we thought we were so smart making rules that would keep our friendship safe forever. But the thing is no rule can protect you from the inevitable so I ended up breaking two of them.