Little Space Rules Novels & Stories

I peep from the corner of my eyes. I'm startled when I find him right in front of my face, his hands caging me between the walls that once acted as my goddamn privacy. How did he get here so fast? I bite down on my lips, calming my racing heart as warmth surges through my body. "I have five rules for you since you're going to be in my space for the time being. "Rule number one: I don't want you snooping around my stuff. "Rule number two: I want a neat house when I'm back from work.

“Classic Mom.” “You’re twenty, Ivy,” she said tightly. “You’re not cute. You’re not interesting. You’re a liability.” “Wow,” I said. “Touching.” “If you want to stay in this house, there will be rules.” “Oh, I can’t wait.” Her eyes sharpened. “Don’t bring boys here. Don’t sneak out. No parties. No mess. No drama.” “So I should probably stop talking to you?” “I swear to God—” “I’m joking,” I said, tossing my keys into the glass bowl on the console. “Mostly.”

If I am being honest, he is handsome and I love his size, I am actually attracted to chubby guys but he just insulted me and I can't let him get away with it. "Ahahaha, that's not new. I know my size but there is no need bantering words with you. As long as you are here, I have a few rules... So jot them down if you have to." He stated and I just stared at him. "No untidiness, I need everything to be exactly where I left them, do not sit on this couch." He pointed at the couch he just got up from. "It's Italian and it's my favorite, no noise or loud music, stay out of my way and out of sight... If you follow my rules, there will be peace." He said sternly and I am more determined to frustrat

I quickly clamped my legs together and placed a pillow over my thick thighs he had been seeing for free. I couldn’t help feeling self conscious under his scrutinizing gaze. Reluctantly, I turned my attention to the contract he had placed in front of me and as I skimmed through the pages, my eyes widened in disbelief. There, in black and white, were twelve ridiculous rules that he expected me to adhere to. It felt like a slap in the face. Rule 1:The very week we get married,we try for a baby. Rule 2:You are not allowed to have any male friends or spend time alone with any man other than me.

I swung my hands forward to hit him across the face but he caught it and held it tight, his hold hurting my wrist. "So don't forget that you're the one who wants a place to live. You either live by my rules or get the fuck out." I nodded soberly, "what's rule number two?" "No touching or kissing or any kind of undue contact. We are house mates and that's that." I smiled softly already noting how difficult that was going to be for me.

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.

The only source of light now was the full moon, street lamps, and light from the bulb and it was less crowdy. From the distance, I saw a woman holding her little girl as they sauntered and another man jogging downtown. Somewhere down the street, a rap contest and crowd cheers sounded. I was humming a song as I walked now half-conscious of my environment. …I’m ain't your son. You ain't my father. So just sleep off if you want to and stop getting me worried. Worried. Worried...

“You’re impossible!” He grinned, holding her close, his arms unyielding, his kiss brushing her cheek. The sea breeze curled around them, warm and salty. Lily rested her forehead against his, her smile bright and unguarded. In that moment, with the world safe and the night quiet around them, she whispered happily: “It’s his rules… it’s his style.” And William’s grin deepened as the waves rolled on, carrying their laughter into the endless dark.

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.

He glanced at me, making sure I was paying attention. Rule 1: No physical contact, no kissing, sex, Nothing!, don't even dare ever come close to me. Rule 2: Don't you ever invade my space, don't dare ask me what I do, what I eat or where am off to, don't act like you care, cause I don't need it. His voice sounded harsh and he talked to me as if was a dog. Rule 2: if you step out of the mansion, the contract is officially over and you would have to come up with a way to cather of both you and your unborn child throughout this nine months on your own, through your blood and sweat!