Romans & histoires Rule Number 5

I swear sometimes being best friends with River is like having a whole second mom who sees everything. “Rule number one, be nice to everyone. This includes the staff, no one is below you. Rule two, if you have a need, simply ask. Rule number three, there will be no sex or sexual contact. This is to ensure every female has a fair chance at winning over the alpha without trying to bribe him with your body.” River snorts, “what if rule number two negates rule number three?”

"No one can know at work. Complete professionalism when we're in the office." "Agreed." "And if this starts affecting my job or your relationship with Anthony, we stop." I do not like that rule, but I understand it. "Agreed." "And Richard? I won't be your dirty secret. If this becomes something real, something serious, eventually we go public. I won't hide forever." "Deal." She smiles, and it transforms her entire face. "Then we have an agreement, Mister Westwood." I pull her against me, feeling her body melt into mine. "We do, Miss Hart."

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."

“More rules, huh? Even for the woman you supposedly love?” “When you're in love with me, there will only be one rule. Rule Number Five: there are no rules in love. I can't take you up on your offer of one day today, but maybe someday I will. Someday I can. Until then, I hope the idiot that let you go finds you and makes you happy, Caroline.”

She shoved the gifts toward me and continued, "You and I are still neighbors. We're bound to run into each other, so let's not make such a big deal out of this. "Is it possible for you to withdraw that lawsuit? I swear I'll write an apology letter and clarify everything for you in the group chat! I'll do it every day if I have to, Mr. Johnston!" I looked at her, recalling how she had egged everyone on in the group chat. I ignored her pleas and asked calmly, "Do you know the legal threshold for defamation under the Criminal Law, Ms. Weller?" Tanya's face instantly went pale. I continued indifferently, "If a defamatory post is viewed over 5,000 times or shared more than 500 times, it's classif

Hana quipped. Tom smiled, "It doesn't matter; you're going to die here anyway." Tom raised his hand and sucked up the air around Hana again; her body fell into a frozen state that could not move. It's still the magic that dominates level 5 space. Tom laughed, "Scott Hall has five implicit rules, and the last rule is not to touch handsome Tom. Wao, class E hasn't disseminated this information yet, right?"

I asked. “Yes, rules, ” he replied, ” Rule #1, don’t flirt with other guys. Rule #2 don’t irritate me. Rule #3 you don’t leave unless you ask me for permission. Rule #4 if you disrespect me there will be consequences. And last but not least, Rule #5. Do what I tell you to do. “What kind of rules are those?” I frowned. “Those are the rules you’re gonna follow,” he replied. “But those rules are stupid,” I argued, “Last time I checked I was a free woman.”

Although it is a really small book with just a page, I couldn't help but be curious about the content in it. I opened it curiosity. Rule 1 //. NO LATENESS Rule 2//. Dress properly, it is an office, not a night club Rule 3//. No chitchats while at work. Rule 4//. No close relationship with your boss. Rule 5//. Learn to mind your business. Rule 6//. Anyone with bad/nonchalant attitude will be dismissed immediately. Rule 7//. No close relationship with your boss (Warning)

It was now quite obvious that he was about to say something crappy. “Let’s set some rules for both of us.” He started, “The five feet rule: all those mutts stay five feet away at all times.” Good lord! “So, I should keep my distance around guys outside of this pack? Five feet?! Does that make sense to you?” “No, they all count, my pack, everyone. Lucas is no exception either.” I pressed my fingers to the bridge of my nose, sighing, “And I guess my dad counts as well?”

Judging by how it wasn't on the map, this safe zone should help him tide through the rough opening school ceremony. "If I recall correctly, there are five rules in Godfather High. Rule one, no killing in safe zones and during safe time periods. Rule two, the microchip in our necks allow us to redeem certain benefits using credits earned in the game. It also kills us if we die. Rule three, No harming the creepy invigilators. Rule four, if you escape, you die. Lastly, the shitty game of death ends only when one survivor is left or if all the dungeon floors are cleared. I definitely lucked out this round."