Her Own Rules Movie Novels & Stories

If she saw her physically intermingled like rabbits. How could I expect her to ever respect me again? Heck, I could hardly respect myself right now. “We will need some rules,” Clara suggested as she finally gathered enough strength to stand on her own two feet. Her jugs were still out so I looked away before my nether regions would get a chance to respond. “Rules?... For what?” “For this…for us…” Dammit ….just hearing her voice was getting it up again, down ! down!! “Do you still want to keep doing this with me?”

"Well, I've learned to live by my own set of personal rules in this life, and I've been doing just fine so far, if I do say so myself." "Oh?" I asked, genuinely intrigued now despite myself. "And what rules might those be, do tell?" Her smile morphed into more of a self-satisfied smirk before she began ticking off her maxims one by one. "Rule number one: Never settle for anything less than exactly what you want and deserve. Rule number two: Always go after whatever it is you want with every fiber of your being, never wavering or losing sight of your goal. And rule number three..." She paused for dramatic effect. "Never let anyone else try to write your story or dictate the path of your life

“Sadiqah already know you are the black beauty and just like we know her, she is likely to be here ... So be calm, do not open the door, avoid confrontation with her please... “ He said and look at her and touch her chin softly. “Can you that for me?” He asked. “She might and might not ...” He said and she smiled at him. “Sure ...” She made the promise that morning even though deep in side she know she would not keep it, for the first time, she went against his instructions, She broke the rule ... The shocking look her husband gave her that day was something she could not forget in a hurry, he look shocked, embarrassed and disappointed. She failed him, And we were good,

A smug grin appeared on my face, and when she followed my gaze, she bit her lower lip gently. “You clearly didn’t read the 15th rule on that document,” she sneered as she stood in front of the television, arms folded on her chest, making her breasts pop out the more she pressed on them. “The 15th rule says: no p**n in my house. You can watch this in your room, not here.” “This is not pornography, Aliya. It’s a great movie. I know you’ve watched it a hundred times; don’t pretend,” I chuckled, and she rolled her eyes. “Please move. Massimo is about to fuck her by the vast window.”

“Drop your phones and bags here, “She said pointing to a corner in the room and they obeyed. “Now you can take your seat, “She said and they all sat down with Kenny sitting beside Rachel. “My rules are very simple and you must obey them. Rule no 1:No talking No2:No laughing No 3:No sleeping No4:No standing. Stay on your seat till this is over. No5:No smiling No6:No frowning No7:No picking your nose Rachel gave her a look thinking the woman has officially gone crazy. No8:No giving me that look She said looking at Rachel who gulped down nothing “You disobey any of these rules, you stay here for one more hour .just sit and do nothing !... Any questions?”She asked and half the students raise the

She's good at this. After eating, I noticed her staring at me rudely. My face crumpled and I shot an eyebrow up. "What?" "Uhm… What's your decision?" My forehead creased. Decision? Decision about what? "Decision?" "Yes," she paused after a single nod. "About my rules. I want to create my own rules, Nicholas." I heaved a sigh and put my elbows on the table. I intertwined my fingers as my eyes narrowed at her. There's something in her eyes. She's hoping I'd give her a chance. My lips twitched as I slowly nodded. "Alright."

, She asked, the veins in her head popping. "Yes", The investigator replied. Madam Quinn clenched her fist. Why didn't she ever consider this? Why has she not thought about this? How could this happen? This is not part of the plan at all. The future she dreamt of is her only son at her beck and calls.She never knew a woman will suddenly pop out of no where. She needs to decide everything for him, even the woman he will spend his lifetime with and he has to be obedient to her.What use is a disobedient child? She only needs loyal people around.

She was careful. That was the thing she kept returning to, all week, like a rule she needed to post somewhere visible: be careful. Not because she was prone to recklessness — four years of methodical financial acquisition had not been the work of someone prone to recklessness — but because the access was real now and real access after two years of working around the edges of something was intoxicating in a way she hadn't fully anticipated and intoxication made people sloppy. She was not going to be sloppy.

She was curious. Her thoughts jumped again to the movie she watched earlier a day to the day she went to James’s with Alex. That scene. The way the actress arched her back, the way the man groaned her name, the way it all seemed like a world she wasn’t part of, before Alex changed the channel that day. Is sex really that sweet? she wondered, pressing her palm against her chest as if to quiet the strange flutter there. Is it always this intense? This… wild?

Every movements of mine were slow and deliberate, I pause for a second to scan the room ensuring there was no third party, before moving towards him. He didn't flinch. Nor tense. He just stood still, as though he was expecting me to show up. I fucking hate the fact that he was my only option.. I let a deep breath before proceeding. “Fine, if you want me to obey your rules, there is a condition” I said, trying to maintain my voice. He looked at me in the eyes and let out a whisper. “Are you negotiable with me?!” “No, it's just a deal”