Jehovah Witness Bedroom Laws Novels & Stories

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.

I could tell from the space and the aesthetics, we were in the master bedroom. "This is my bedroom, which we would be sharing together from henceforth. I have a few rules that you would abide by. First of all, do not talk to my servants except Felix, he is the only one you are allowed to speak with. Secondly, don't try to cook here, everything is at your disposal. You are my wife, I wouldn't want you to stress yourself," there came the stupid smirk again. He kept talking and talking, I had zoned out until I heard him say something not resonating with me.

"I'm setting ground rules for your stay here." "Okay," I whispered, keeping my eyes down. "Rule one: Do not leave the property alone under any circumstances," Lorenzo stated, his voice flat. "Rule two: Do not enter any restricted rooms, and do not let yourself be seen by guests unless they are people I specifically send to you." I nodded slowly. "I understand."

PS: I know you want to see River's rules, so here you go. HOUSE RULES. No shirtless walking around the apartment. Ever. Respect morning silence: no loud music or talking before 9 a.m. Dishes must be washed immediately after use. No random people allowed in the apartment. No touching my stuff. Especially my notes. Or my snacks. Keep the bathroom clean. Hair. Towels. Everything. You stay on your side of the living room. I stay on mine. No flirting. With me. At all. Ever. AUTHOR’S NOTE

He tossed a thick, leather-bound folder onto the bed next to her. "What is this?" she asked, reaching out to touch the cool leather. "Your life for the next six months," Dark replied. "The Rules of the House. Read them. Memorize them. Break one, and there will be consequences." Iza opened the folder. The pages were vellum, the ink crisp and black. > Rule 1: You do not leave the penthouse without an escort. > Rule 2: You do not enter the private study on the north wing. Ever.

Each bedroom will have a private bathroom as well so that there will be no squabbles later on. What I do not tell the witches is, there is also going to be a security room that the contractors are going to help me set up so that I can keep an eye on things even when I am not at the location. There will also be a lot of training areas that will specifically focus on things that only a witch/wolf hybrid is able to do. The library is going to be the first room up the stairs and then passed that is going to be our quarters. We are going to have it set up so that only blood relatives are able to walk through the first door without being invited. After that, each person will have the same thing fo

"Fine. But if we're going to do this, you'll have to play by my rules." "I don't play by anyone's rules," I said. A faint smile tugged at his mouth. "Then we'll make our own." Before I could reply, his phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen, and something in his jaw tightened. "Lang just landed in Zurich. He's meeting with three of my board members tonight." "Then we go to Zurich," I said without thinking. He looked at me, surprised. "We?" "Yes, we," I said. "If this is war, I'm not letting you fight it without me."

Both parties shall live in the same house until the termination of the contract. RULES 1. Sèxual intercourse or any sèxual activity between both parties is NOT allowed. 2. Kissing, touching, cuddling or any form of affection indoors is NOT allowed unless family or friends are present. 3. Both parties shall NOT share the same bedroom unless family members or friends are present. 4. Both parties are allowed to enter sèxual relations with other parties ONLY if those parties agree to sign a Non-Disclosure Agreement. 5. Both parties MUST live in the same house. The Acting Wife is NOT allowed to move out until the termination of the contract.

He leaned in a bit closer and was in my space. “Now listen up girl. It’s a fact that the both of us will not be Seeing Eye to eye around here. So I have rules that you must follow so as you leave this place in one piece," I began and then paused to catch my breath after which I continued. "Firstly you dare not call my name. If you must call me, you will have to address me as sir. Secondly, you dare not talk or initiate any conversation with me. Thirdly you will not enter my bedroom or touch anything that is mine. Fourthly you will not touch me. Now listen, failure to adhere to these rules will cost you.”

"Haist, better I'll make it happen. What's rubbish taking time? Haya asked as she still didn't check with Asher and just put her focus on the paper." "Every single day, before you go to your group, you have to throw it out, there's garbage." Asher told him. "OK, then... Point 4 - no visitor (young lady or small child), well, its OK, I don't have a sweetheart." Asher smirked at her words and ignored them. "Point 5 - it's illegal to tell others who I'm in the dorm with and what room Point I am. Alright fine, I don't have any desire to tell others I'm with you either!" Haya sighed.