His Rules 소설 & 이야기

“Well now you understand why I notioned the idea of her and your son to marry, that way my throne gets handed down to a man, a man worthy of it, although I must say as much as I liked Mallon I’m not too sure if he has what it takes to rule this place as greatly as I have” Wow! My head as swimming with the shock of this man’s arrogance “Oh? He’s always been rather strict to the rules we have at home and he doesn’t take anything lightly when someone steps out of place!” I lied “maybe he was trying to step back and get to know for sure how you like things to be done “Yes, perhaps” he replied as he crossed his arms across his belly and pondered on that idea “well not to worry because before my t

“This is the contract. The rules are stated there.” I opened the file and glanced through it. “You can take it home and study them; give me feedback tomorrow evening. But I will read out the rules for you now because they start now, and in case your brain can’t comprehend them, then I can explain.” Anger seethed through me, and I almost threw the file back at him, but when I thought about the money involved and how it would benefit little Sophie, I bit my lower lip to push back the anger. He continued.

His eyes lit up when I answered. "Thinking about you, Xander," I whispered. A big smile spread across his face. So you've been bad, little Sky—he whispered. We're going to set some rules, He said, and picked up a blank piece of paper along with a pen. I'll set mine and you'll set yours, okay? Excuse me, but what are the rules? I asked and he looked at me. "I want us both to have a good time, Sky and even though you're my secretary, I don't want you to feel obligated to do anything you don't want to do," he said, looking at me.

“Yeah, save us with your intelligence. Don’t let us fail this quiz.” I grinned at both of them. “Only if I can, haha.” They knew me too well. Cheating? Not in my vocabulary. Any kind of cheating was absolutely off-limits. “Number one…” Mr. Landers began, and I immediately stopped smiling. Focus, Reign. You need to ace this quiz. Serious mode activated. “Reign, save us! Please, have mercy on us!” Chris whispered dramatically, hands raised in mock pleading. I gestured sharply at him to be quiet. He pouted immediately. Nice try, Chris. Your pleading face will not work on me today.

I mumble, pulling myself from Virginia's arms and run from the room. I run. I don't stop; I just run. RULES LEFT UNBROKEN; 1) no sex 4) one on one; no introducing friends 5) 1 year max 6) one date per week each 9) the unsuccessful mate loses bond but no falling out between family members 10) no boasting, bribing or blackmailing.

“Until you’re done. Until nothing is hanging over us. No rules, no doubts, no room for anyone to twist what this is.” I stared at him. “You’d really do that?” He gave a small nod. “Yes.” But I didn’t believe. There was no way he would wait a whole year for someone like me. A quiet moment passed between us. Then I let out a soft breath. “Okay?” “Okay,” I answered Because as much as I wanted to argue, or say it didn’t matter, or to contest the authenticity of his statement.., a part of me understood. He was right.

To the direction she had run. She should have been dead. By every rule I lived by, she should have been. But she wasn’t. And that wasn't a mistake. It was a decision, which I allowed… For now.

I set it on the kitchen table at 5:45am and had my coffee made and my bag ready before she came downstairs. The rules were reasonable. Separate bathroom schedules, she had mornings at 6:00am, I had 6:45am, no overlap, no ambiguity. No shared meals unless team events required shared attendance. No personal conversations beyond basic household logistics: fridge space, utilities, maintenance issues. Guests required forty-eight hours' notice. Common area usage would be staggered by floor. The microwave was not to be occupied simultaneously, because simultaneous microwave use in a two-person household was a documented source of unnecessary friction and I was not going to have unnecessary friction

I looked across the entire room. “And one more thing. Everyone standing here tonight, remember this. The Leon family can replace a district boss. It can replace drivers, lawyers, mistresses, accountants, and even the groom at a wedding. But the rules do not change. Anyone who tries to use this family as a ladder to climb up the ranks, I’ll break their legs.” This time, every single person lowered their head. I knew this fight was far from over. The real retaliation would begin tomorrow. However, I had been waiting for this day for far too long.

I pleaded against his lips, squeezing his waist with both hands. "I decide that the only person who is going to rule this customs and this mattress along with you is me," he responded to me, with a ferocity that ignited my blood. "But under my rules. No bitches in the rooms, no accounting secrets, and with your signature subordinate to my laws." "I accept every single one of your goddamn rules," I swore to him, without hesitating a single millisecond.