Saga Anderson Rule 34 Novels & Stories

It was possession wearing the shape of love. Adrian stepped back a little, exhaling slowly as if reining himself in. “You’re trembling again.” Theo forced a weak smile. “Maybe I’m cold.” “No,” Adrian said quietly. “You’re waiting.” He lifted a hand, brushing the damp fabric of Theo’s shirt where it clung to his chest. “Lesson three,” Adrian murmured. “When you break a rule, I remind you who made it.” Theo whispered, “And who made this one?”

If he lost tonight, she'd be free of that! But if he won the bet… well, it would mean she'd have to spend ten nights with him instead of one. What difference did it make, since she'd have to sleep with him either way? Pursing her lips, she countered, "I'll only agree to three nights! Tonight, if you not only manage to keep Hazel and Rhonda safe from harm but also kill every single person the Sage sends over, I'll spend three nights with you. But if you fail, I won't have to make good on the night I promised you before."

She implored and rested her forehead on their joined hands. Her sincere words tugged the strings of his heart. She was genuinely begging him to forgive her. She might be careless, but deep down, he also knew that it wasn't intentional. The thing was that he was afraid of his Boss, who had no regard for people who didn't follow his rules. He lived on his principles, some of which were cynical and meaningless, but for Travis, they were the words of God. And those who weren't bound by his rules were clipped without any second thought.

He looked over to see Suit’s smile slightly wider than before with his hands still behind his back. “Alright. If I win, the same bargain remains?” Anderson was not going to change his goal even if the rules of the game had changed. Suit nodded in response. Thinking for a bit Anderson continued “How do I know you will keep your end on the deal?” There was no way he was expecting Suit to keep his word he was dealing with this monster by word of mouth.

That call took care of the gossip and the betrayal. The third call was the hardest. I called my one contact who specialized in this kind of deep background search. This person could find the license plate owner quickly and give me a full record of their past. I told him to look for a white four-door sedan seen driving slowly in my neighborhood during the last three months. I told him to focus on recent movements near the house. He said it would take a few hours but he could probably narrow it down to one car and one owner by the end of the day.

Beside the tray lay a single, heavy envelope. Elara opened it with trembling fingers. Inside was a card of thick, black cardstock with silver writing. ******** The First Three Rules of the Sacrifice Clause: 1. The Shadow's Reach: The Consort shall not cross the threshold of any exterior door without the Master’s hand upon her. To flee is to forfeit the life of the Saved (Mia Vance). 2. The Master’s Call: When the brand on the neck pulses thrice, the Consort has sixty seconds to find the Master's presence. Every second of delay is a minute of blood owed.

She was forced to stop talking when he cupped her chin and, feeling a strange uneasiness inside her, Andy swallowed hard as that blue gaze burned into hers, making it seem like Gabriel was disappointed or something. “I’m just seeing and sleeping with you, Andrea.” he stated and there was nothing in his expression that could lead Andy to think he was lying “You're the only person I want to do this with.” “Uh… I…” she stuttered, not knowing how to deal with all that seriousness on his face, which made her feel like it was absurd that she had even thought about that “Me too… I feel that way.” Andy swallowed hard, searching for the remnants of reasoning in his mind so he could stay focused “So..

If, after the tenth attempt, I fail, you are free to walk away with no penalty. Rule 2: For the duration of our association, you may not entertain any other man in your personal or emotional life. Fidelity remains absolute. Rule 3: You are prohibited from relieving yourself sexually by artificial means, including toys, vibrators, or any such devices. Your release shall be solely mine to command. Rule 4: I reserve the right to touch you at any time, in any manner I choose, without prior permission. Rule 5: You may not touch ——

I pushed her aside with a cold laugh. "That love died the moment you schemed against me, when you stood by and let Lesley beat and humiliate me. Vivian, this is the ending you had planned for me. I'm just giving it back. Fair and square." The curvy woman's footsteps grew closer. Vivian's desperation peaked as she kowtowed over and over, begging. "Just this once... one last time! I don't want five hundred million. I just want you to pay back Lisa's ten grand and cover the back taxes—or I'm going to prison."

I should have taken Laura’s warnings more seriously. Anderson still wouldn’t listen, and the gears in my mind began to spin as his statement struck me with a new idea. “From now on, I’m establishing a three-step rule.” I proclaimed, and this got his attention. He whips his head to me, his brows wrinkling as he shoots me a questioning look. “What’s that supposed to mean?” he asked, and I answered him by taking three steps back, mentally evaluating the distance. “It means you’re not allowed to go further than a three-step distance from me. At all times.” I add firmly, and Anderson lets out a breathy chuckle that vividly expresses his annoyance.