DRIAN’S POV
“You didn’t tell me anything about following rules,” Olivia said as I removed my tie in front of the mirror.
“Well, now you see them,” I replied coolly. “And you are not to break any of those rules.” I could see her eyes scanning the paper in her hands, the disbelief evident in her expression. Her fingers clutched the edges tightly as if she wanted to rip it apart, but she knew better.
RULEBOOK
Curfew
leave.
You must be inside the mansion by 8:00 PM every night unless permitted to
No Unauthorized Communication – You are not allowed to make phone calls, send messages, or meet with anyone without my approval.
Restricted Areas – You are not allowed to enter my office, the library, or any other locked rooms in the house.
Dress Code – You will wear only the clothes I provide for you. Anything outside of my selection is not permitted.
Meal Times – You will eat meals at designated times, and only in the dining room. Skipping meals or eating elsewhere is not allowed.
You aretly forbidden from contacting Julian or any of
No Contact with Julian his associates.
Respect and Obedience – You will address me with respect at all times and follow my instructions without argument.
No, Leaving Without Permission – You are not allowed to leave the estate without my authorization.
Surveillance Awareness – Every room except your bedroom and bathroom is monitored. Do not attempt to disable or avoid surveillance.
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Guests Are Not Allowed – You are not permitted to invite or host anyone at the mansion without my approval.
Daily Check–ins – You must check in with me every morning and every night to report your activities for the day
No Secrets – If you are hiding something from me will find out. It’s better to be
Successfully unlocked!
honest upfront.
Olivia scoffed, shaking her head as she looked up at me. “These rules are too much. I‘ m not a prisoner here.”
CHAPTER 036
I turned to face her fully, stepping closer. “Would you prefer to be a prisoner in jail?”
Her throat bobbed as she swallowed hard. That was enough to shut her up.
“The last time I left you unchecked, without any rules, you grew wings. Asking for a divorce, talking to me without respect,” I said, my voice dropping lower, controlled but firm. “That’s not going to happen a second time.”
She clenched her fists, her defiance still flickering in those eyes. “So that’s it? You’re just going to use that against me every single time?”
“Yes, because the power is in my hands.” I tapped the paper she was holding. “And if you break any of these rules, there will be consequences. Trust me, you don’t want to know them.”
Net that hang in the air between us before turning away. I had no time to waste arguing with her tonight. Without another word, I climbed into bed. There was work to do tomorrow, and I wouldn’t let her disturb my focus.
Next morning.
“What do you think this is? A sleeping party?” I said, my tone sharp. “Did you forget why you’re back here? You’re supposed to pick out an outfit for me.”
In one swift movement, I grabbed her wrist, yanking her to her feet. She gasped, her
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