His Rules 소설 & 이야기

Gavin Prescott always said he hated rushed, disposable relationships. So ours had to follow a strict progress chart. Three months into dating, I wanted to hold his hand. He pointed to the chart and told me not to skip ahead. I agreed. For three years, I followed every rule. Then someone broke into my apartment, and I called him for help. He was silent for a long time before answering. "According to the chart, I'm not supposed to enter your home for another hour. Just hang on until then." He hung up. The intruder broke into my bedroom, realized I was alone, and tried to assault me. I fought him with everything I had. An hour later, Gavin finally arrived with the police. He ignored my i

When I end up oversleeping by one minute during my usual lunch-hour nap, my colleague, Michael Jones, reports me for my "major attendance infraction". Without any hesitation, our boss, Patrick Larkin, cancels my promotion that had been announced three months ago. He says, "Rules are necessary to maintain order. Every employee must abide by company policy." I don't argue or try to explain myself. However, from that day onward, I stop taking naps during my lunch hour. Instead, I use that time to study the employee handbook. Michael mocks me. "What's the point in pretending to be such a diligent employee now? No matter how many times you read the employee handbook, you won't be getting a ra

His hand grabbed her waist bare inches from his c*ck. His f*ngers tangle in her hair as his warm breath filled her neck. “ Drake..” Rosa moans, as his massive c*ck fills her p*ssy. “ F*ck!!!” — When a late-night plumbing disaster destroys Rosa’s apartment, she has nowhere to go except her best friend Chloe's house. Unfortunately, her twin brother Drake is home. He's RavenBrook's dangerously attractive hockey captain, a notorious playboy, a chronic womanizer and the last man she should ever want. But before Rosa can unpack, Drake gives her three rules: Stay out of my room. Don't touch me. And never break the third rule.

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."

Not before I feel goosebumps by my neck. "But since we're all in here, I'd like to discuss the rules and duties you have as a royal consort. I don't want to burst your bubble but I don't believe in the system the academe or the past Alphas have used. I made my own," Silas proclaimed, pouring himself a cup of coffee. "For the time that you are here, this will be your home. Your physical features don't really matter to me, you can eat anything you want, you can cut your hair, and you can even put colors on your nails. I don't care."

It was their code and as barbaric as they can get, they never ever break this. Now in silence, they completed the rest of their nine rules. Each of them sat wherever they pleased and was in deep thought over their three individual rules. "Rule #3: The first one to spot target spends the entire day with her." Javier said. "Bullshit." the two others called. Now it was a rule that if 2/3rds of them did not like the rule made, it could be altered, if not, however, it would remain absolute. Javier chuckled,"What? You two should actually just go to school early."

I nod my head even if I had no idea what that means. He places the book in the table between us. A few words are written in reddish brown on the brown surface. "What's in it?" I ask. "Basically rules, what is expected of a capo, a wife, an underboss, a solder and a couple other things I don't want to discuss. It has a list of punishments for traitors, or when rules are broken." his eyes do not move from me. My eyes looking at anywhere but him. I decided to focus on the book since we were talking about it.

I said as I entered. He passed a small smirk, and then turned himself into that regular expressionless face of his, and then gestured me to sit across him. “So, here are some rules you must be following, no matter what situation arises, these rules are mandatory to follow,” he said. Somewhere I felt that those rules will be much of a pain in the ass. Nothing special dude. Rules are always a pain, aren’t they? “Understood, sir,” I said and he started. “Rule #1: No matter who orders you, if you have any order from me, that should be your priority.

"Damn Serious, So Rule 1: No Heels For You Till Babies Are Born. Rule 2: No Running Around The House. Rule 3: You Will Not Leave The House Without Informing Me Or Alone. Rule 4: You'll Eat Lunch, Dinner And Breakfast With Me. I'll Come To See If You're Eating Or Not. Rule 5: I'll Appoint Two Bodyguards For You Who Will Take You Wherever You Want But You'll Have To Inform Me Before Going Out. Rule 6: You Will Not Enter The Kitchen And Do Any Kind Of Manual Work. These Are The Rules You Have To Agree With Them Whether You Like It Or Not" He Said And I Huffed. "Rule 5 About Bodyguards Is A Little Too Much I Think, So No I Won't Agree With That" I Said Croosing My Arms On My Chest.

And because he didn't expect what I did, he backed away a little. I fixed my clothes before speaking. "I'm fine. I don't need your pity," I said coldly. I can see how his jaw clenches. Now what? His true nature coming out? I stood up straight and faced him. "I'm here to start my job. I hope that we will set aside our personal issues and we can treat each other with formality." He laughed at what I said. "Who do you think you are to give conditions? Remember that you are the one who's begging here. I'm the one who's in charge of everything and you need to follow my rules."