Chapter Six - The Rules.
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CINDY CRUZ
I ran as fast as I could barely meeting up with his pace of walking.
My legs were shorter and he didn't look like someone who was going to receive apologies or something. Why did I have to do that anyway? Why did I have to sleep with a stranger who later turned out to be my stepbrother huh? Why? I increased the race and when he was about to shut the door, I was fortunate to catch up with him. This fucker knew what to say to me to make me get all worked up.
He flashed a frown but I care less about that. All I cared about was how to get him not to run his mouth to my mother and what happened between us. I don't want to ruin my mother's relationship with his father. For once, I want my mother to be happy. She has been alone. I pushed past him into the room and turned to him breathing heavily.
"Please, you can't do this to me. Just consider it as a mistake. I didn't do anything wrong to you. Besides, we were both drunk." I blurted to him and he smirked, rolling his eyes. I bite my lips hoping whatever that would come out of his mouth would be to my benefit. But no, it was the other way around. He wasn't ready to listen to me.
"You talk too much for a girl. If you don't like the idea I pulled up then f**k off!" He said firmly making me run my hands through my hair. I was exhausted.
"But it wasn't on purpose. I didn't know we would later turn out to be step-siblings. C'mon. Why is it so hard to understand?" I asked, flashing him a frown that I didn't think would morph up so fast. His deep brown eyes piercing into my blue ones making me feel small in front of me. Even his height was threatening. I looked small in front of him. This was the pure definition of him looking down on me. He was literally doing it. He must be so proud of it. I won't let him talk me into signing that stupid contract.
"You better watch that pretty, little mouth of yours. It could do some good around my c**k you know." He replied, flexing his tattooed arms. He looked so arrogant and he talked so dirty. What if my mom heard him? f**k you, Dominic. f**k you!
"f**k you!"
"Not yet. Maybe after signing the contract." He whined.
I folded my arms shooting him a death glare.
"Don't be stubborn. Just f*****g sign it and get out of my room. Sign it and I will tell you the rules."
I groaned and he passed me the little, blue ink which I pressed on the blank space. I waited for him to tell me the rules. Right! He finally talked me into the contract. How dare he?
"Just three rules." He voiced out.
I scoffed and glared at him.
"What?" He asked.
"I am damn scared of those rules of yours. Why three rules?" I asked, curiously.
"The fewer the rules, the easier it is to follow. No more questions until I finish telling you the rules." He demanded and I gawked at him.
He strolled around the room mentioning the three rules.
"Rule number one, never think of breaching the contract or else you are in for it. And you know what that means. It's meant the whole world gets to know about what we did. So in order not to expose our little secret, don't even think of it. Rule number two, no boyfriends, no male friends unless you want to cross me. Unless you want your beloved mother to know what we are doing. Rule number three, you must never deprive me of your body. It should be accessible to me wherever, whenever, however I want it. I don't care what you are doing at the moment you should never be too busy to attend to me."
I breathe out a small, ridiculous laugh.
"Is this a joke? I am not your slave. Even on my period? Are you serious?"
"Except on those days. You are free. I don't like those."
"That rule number two won't work. Why do you care if I have male friends or a boyfriend? What is it to you, huh?"
"I don't give a f**k. Obey all I have told you and you won't have any cause to worry about anything. Only when you abide by those will I keep your little secrets. "
I bite my lips. I digested those rules. How hard could it get? But for how long will this go on, huh?
"Fine. But that doesn't mean order me around. I don't like it when people boss me around. I also have my own rules. Stay out of my business and you keep your mouth shut like you promised. I am only doing this for my mother and not because you said so. Understand?" I uttered and he raised his hands in surrender. He flexed his muscles like it was a big deal. I understood he was proud of the tattoos on his arms. There was one on his neck. He tattooed his name there.
On his arm was another name which I couldn't get a clear sight of. Maybe it is his girlfriend's name. I don't want to peek at what isn't my business. Suddenly, I felt him coming closer to me with his hands in his pockets. I shuddered in fear as I moved back until my back landed on the wall. Right! I have sold my soul to the devil. I have dined with the devil and he won't leave me alone. He had that look on his face that said "I can't wait to get you."
I was right. He brushed his finger across my forehead and moved his face closer to mine with his lips almost touching mine.
Then the door clicked open.
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