Under Her Rules 소설 & 이야기

April was no longer white, Lucian Sadharthe had declared her like that, and she had to obey. “Now you’re under my rules, April, you’re under the Son of Hades’s rules. And that is why I offer you a way out, revenge against those who clouded your beautiful eyes but above all, I offer you to be the lady of this place in exchange for your help. What do I want? I need more than a translator. I need a lady that doesn’t need to be saved by her charming prince, I need someone who can carry her promises in one hand and point with a gun with the other, what do you say, April? What do you say now, are you willing or not?”

Watching. Measuring. Controlling. He never touched her. Never gave a direct order. But his commands kept her in thrall more securely than any handcuffs could. She couldn't shake the invisible leash he put around her neck. And the worst part? Part of her didn't want to. --- That evening, another note lay on the silver tray. This one was longer. More cruel. More addictive. > **Tomorrow's rules:** > 1. No panties under your dress. > 2. Finger food — I want to see you dirty.

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.

I pleaded against his lips, squeezing his waist with both hands. "I decide that the only person who is going to rule this customs and this mattress along with you is me," he responded to me, with a ferocity that ignited my blood. "But under my rules. No bitches in the rooms, no accounting secrets, and with your signature subordinate to my laws." "I accept every single one of your goddamn rules," I swore to him, without hesitating a single millisecond.

‎ ‎I bet no one had dared to speak to her like an actual human being in her entire thirty-year career. ‎ ‎Around the table, everyone watched, suspended in a glorious, terrifying bubble of high drama. ‎ ‎“You clearly enjoy defying authority, Quincy,” she hissed, her fingers white where they gripped her pen. ‎ ‎“And you clearly enjoy torturing your workers,” I replied, matching her glare pound for pound. ‎ ‎ “But unfortunately for you, I’m fresh out of tolerance today.” ‎ ‎“Get out of my office,” she whispered, her voice trembling with rage. “Get out, Miss Hale. You are terminated.”

she cried, hoping he took pity on her. He took her face. “You want me to let you go?” he asked near her face. Despite the uncertainty, she nodded. “If you obey my rules and submit to me for a month, starting tomorrow… then I’ll put your freedom into consideration.” Breaking the gaze, he moved down and grabbed either side of her underwear waistband, pulling it all the way down. Tossing it across the room, he stepped down from the bed. “You better stay right there.” She quickly pulled the duvet cover around herself and fixed him with a fearful gaze. If he pulled her underwear, just after she pleaded with him… did it mean he wouldn't spare her?

She asked, staring at me. "You are under my influence, and from now on, I will make the rules you follow, " she mutters, happily staring at me. "What if I discard the rules?" I stated, moving backwards. "Then watch me post this!" She had said, revealing the video of me knocking that old man who had wanted Tendra down.

The offer had been on her terms but she didn’t need to know that. “Is that okay?” She questioned, feeling unsure. “Isn’t it against the rules or something?” “I am the rule, baby. I make them and I can break them as well. No one will dare to question me.” Maybe the board of directors will if they cared to find out but she didn’t need to know that. They didn’t care about anything else as long as business was running smoothly. “If I want to keep fucking you, I will, only if you’ll let me.”

I replied. "Your rules" She repeated in a calm tone. She pressed a finger on her glasses, looking interested in the conversation. Maybe she will agree to this after all. She can't just turn this down. I don't want her to as that won't be good for someone like me with power, wealth and control. No girl ever turned me down, she's not gonna be the first. "And what rules are we talking about here?" She asked, looking very curious. "They are simple" I shrugged and I noticed her gaze went to my shoulders before returning back to my face "Being secretive, humble, managing feelings...."

She says nodding her head while still looking out the window. “Rule two, I am the King, and I can override any discission you made that I don’t approve of.” I hear her umph but said nothing. “Rule three, I can and will do anything I damn well please and that means sleep with who over I please.” “Of course, you would throw that in.” She says sarcastically. “And Rule four,” I begin ignoring her jab at me. “You will never ever let or allow any man to ever touch you as you are mine.”