Rules Of Civility Novels & Stories

He pulls a small notebook from his coat. “Let's make this simple.” He writes: Castle Rules — Addendum 1. No unexpected noise. Any activity likely to create loud, disturbing, or otherwise unpleasant sounds will be communicated to you beforehand. 2. No unnecessary information. You'll be told what you need to know for your safety and peace, but you won't be dragged into the details of our business. 3. Absolute privacy. Your private rooms and personal areas are completely off-limits. 4. No unauthorized visitors. Nobody enters your portion of the property without your permission.

“Rules for this arrangement.” Rachael frowned. “Rules?” “Yes. If we’re going to continue pretending, we need structure.” He slid the notepad across the desk toward her. There were five rules written clearly: Public appearances only when necessary. No physical intimacy beyond what is needed for appearances. No personal details shared with family or coworkers. If either of us feels uncomfortable, we stop immediately. No social media or public records connecting us. Rachael read the list in silence. “This feels like a contract,” she said.

> Rule 3: You must attend every business function Lucian deems necessary, with no objections. > Rule 11: You will not initiate contact with any male guest unless permitted. > Rule 19: Your wardrobe will be curated weekly. Any personal alterations must be pre-approved. > Rule 31: You must always wear your ring. > Rule 44: You will not cry in front of Lucian unless granted permission. > Rule 50: Any breach of rules may result in severe disciplinary action. Physical, psychological, or otherwise. I stared at the last line until it blurred.

Sarah was stunned and then broke into a peal of laughter, she laughed until there were tears in her eyes but finally stop upon seeing the serious look in Anastasia's eyes and she shook her head and also decided to get serious. "You see, there were many rules in this pack but these two are the most important to know; No killing, No raping. However, there are some places that these two rules didn't apply and those are brothels and boxing houses." "In a brothel, the moment you entered, you can't say that you didn't like the look someone is giving you or you are not interested but if someone gropes you and then you decided to kill the person, that's a crime."

He took it from me with a smile. “Good job, flower. Now, recite the rules on the way home.” We began to head towards the house where I knew my mother would be waiting for us with sandwiches and chips. He eyed me sideways, waiting patiently. I walked silently for a moment. “Rule 1: the safety needs to be on when you are not actively hunting. Rule 2: Never aim at another person. Rule 3: Only kill what you have to, nothing more. Rule 4: Have respect for every living creature. If your shot doesn’t kill them, end their lives fast. Rule 5: Always shoot to kill.”

“Yes, my way. Now, listen.” “Okay. All ears.” He lays his back on the couch and placed his legs up above the the couch, folding his arms. His socked feet were almost brushing my body. “Rule number one, this is fake.” “Yeah. I never said it was real.” “Let me finish. I mean fake fake, no romance, no intimacy. No flirting, no touching. Unless handshakes for agreement or formal hugs for filming.” I looked at his face and he was grinning. “What? This isn't funny.”

Morgan pointed out but Sandra ignored her. “So did you walk together after he rescued you?” Sandra pressed further. Morgan fiddled with her keys again. “Now don’t tease me. I said I hated…” “Wait a moment,” Sandra chipped in. “You did not thank him? Now, what did you do?” Morgan immediately felt guilty and more guilty when she remembered what she did; how she stamped on my foot and left me in pain. But she dismissed it too quickly. “Oh my gosh Ms. Morgan, you must always be thankful,” Sandra pointed out. “He deserves not only your appreciation but your apology now. I’m going to tell your Father.”

• RULE NUMBER 01: Don’t show off. Stay low key. • RULE NUMBER 02: Be yourself. Love your looks. • RULE NUMBER 03: Learn to keep your promises. • RULE NUMBER 04: Always be open for exceptions. • RULE NUMBER 05: Never befriend anyone of they didn’t talk to you first. • RULE NUMBER 06: Avoid being late. • RULE NUMBER 07: Always list down the important details. • RULE NUMBER 08: Never listen to Nathan’s nonsense statements.

"I move for a judgment that upholds the dignity of my profession and ensures that those who act in good faith are protected by the law, while those who act with malice are penalized." I noticed that everyone in the courtroom had fallen silent after my speech. I saw the expression on the presiding judge's face, and noticed a few of my colleagues—who had come on their own—in the gallery, clearly moved and holding back tears. In the end, the court fully supported all of my litigation claims. It ruled that within ten days of the judgment taking effect, Yvonne and Tanya must publish an apology statement, no smaller than a quarter-page in size, on the front pages of the Judiciary Daily and the cit

“Rules?” “Yes,” I said firmly, crossing my arms. His eyes moved over the page, and I could almost hear the words as he read them: 1. No touching. Physical contact of any kind is strictly prohibited. 2. Keep your distance. Maintain space in public or private. 3. No calling. You will not call me outside of necessary arrangements. 4. No unnecessary stories. Keep conversations limited to the purpose of the deal. 5. No bringing up the past. What happened seven years ago stays buried.