His Rules 소설 & 이야기

Handwritten. He placed it on the glass surface between them. "What is that?" "Rules." His jaw tightened. "For living in my world. For working in my building. For staying alive when Victor decides he wants you more than he wants to hurt me." Aria approached the desk slowly. I looked down at the paper. Seven lines. Seven rules. No explanation for any of them. 1. You will not enter the east wing of this building. 2. You will not work past eight PM.

Before we're transferred to the branch office, the headquarters holds a farewell party for everyone who's leaving. When it's time to take the group photo, I quietly make my way toward my secret girlfriend, Claire Brooks, hoping to get a picture with her that we can look back on someday. But just as I'm about to take my place beside her, Claire frowns and hurries over to stand to the left of my close friend, Charles Lawson. Seeing that, everyone else subtly shifts away from me, leaving me alone in the corner. I swallow my hurt and take the only spot left without saying a word. After that, we don't speak to each other again for the rest of the party, all in the name of maintaining profes

The first night I married into the Decker family in Markusson City, Rachael Decker had me sign an agreement. It required every expense after the wedding to go through her approval. "The gap between our families is too wide," she'd said. "This is to protect you from gossip." I'd accepted it without a second thought. Then came her pregnancy, and the mood swings that went with it. I stayed up with her every night until dawn, and the lack of sleep gave me splitting headaches. So I sent her a payment request on ClickCart for a head massager. It cost twelve dollars. She rejected it in seconds. "That's a waste of money. I'm the one who's pregnant, and I don't even have a headache. You need t

He took the seat opposite me. “A reminder.” I picked up the first page. There were several rules listed beneath the heading, each one written with Dante's characteristic precision. Rule One: The arrangement remains strictly defined. Rule Two: Neither party makes promises beyond the agreed six-month period. Rule Three: Family matters remain confidential. Rule Four: The lessons continue according to the agreed schedule, regardless of personal disagreements. Rule Five: Neither party interferes with the other's obligations or decisions. I continued reading, my heartbeat growing heavier with every line.

Then he picked up a sheet of paper from his desk and held it out to me. “Read it aloud.” His voice was serious. I walked toward him and took the paper. I looked at the first line. Here are my new rules. My eyebrows lifted. New rules? I looked at him. “What is this?” “Read it out loud.” There was something different about his expression. Something that made me stop asking questions. I looked back at the paper and began reading. Here are my new rules. I continued down the page. “Rule one: No panties in the house. Ever, unless I say so. I want that pussy ready for me at all time.”

"As long as you're here, you're going to live by all these rules. Rule Number One; You only speak when you're being asked a question. Rule Number Two; I talk once, you talk twice, you'd get punched. Rule Number Three; Do not disrespect me or any of my men. Rule Number Four; Always do what you're being instructed to do. Rule Number Five; No cursing. And lastly Rule Number Six; Do not try to escape no matter how difficult it may seem, cause if I by any means learn you're plotting such, you're going to earn a bullet on your leg." He concludes, attempting to look and sound dangerous like a boss, but I suprisingly scoff. "And if I don't follow all these rules?" I inquire swallowing the bile that

"I am not even surprised." I twisted my lips. "Funny." I held my right hand near his face, counting off on the fingers. "Rule no. 1: No touching at inappropriate places. Rule no. 2: If I am not comfortable doing whatever you want then I won't do it. Rule no. 3: This deal is on for only two months. Rule no. 4: I'll add more rules as they come to my mind." He pressed his lips together in extreme contemplation but sighed. "Three months and you can't say no to everything. I'm not paying off your garage bills for nothing."

She said handing us a piece of paper with the rules. Utopia Rules #1 No use of ANY magic nor VIOLENCE on peers #2 No sneaking out after curfew #3 Small animals ONLY(no larger than a cat) #4 No attacking humans #5 No Biting #6 No experimenting on peers(Only if allowed with an instructor.) #7 No flying upon 200ft #8 No Broomstick flying above 100 ft

This is the worst Christmas ever… He had any entire page of rules and guess what one of them is not entering his study. Rule 14 literally states that he can do anything he wants with me and I have no right to complain. Does that mean I will be forced to sleep with him and not complain? In his dreams. Moreover rule 17 wants me to obey each and every word of his also rule 11 forbidden me from working.

It was stupid but we’d been rolling the dies for hours and each of us had accrued some debt. Normally, it would make more sense if we had to pay the person who made the sixes but Thea had made up the rules and thought it’d be more fun. Charlie on the other hand had forgotten the rules of the game because she was so f*cking wasted. “Oh My God. My tummy hurts.” My temples were wet with tears. Everything felt right again. “Since I’m the only one who isn’t drunk right now, I’ll calculate our debts.” I picked up the board where I’d recorded everything.