Naughty wife, Naughtier husband

Prologue- Part 2- My Hell Starts now

"Starting today, We are engaged.

We'll have our wedding once you reach the legal age.

And about our honeymoon, we'll talk about that when you're in the right age...maybe 2 years from now.

As for the rules:

Rule no. one: You will follow everything your husband asks of you.

Rule no. two: You're not allowed to go out without my consent or without bodyguards. If you will go out, go with me or with your bodyguards. I heard you are notorious for escaping but I hope you will just stay at home and wait for my return.

Three. You're not allowed talk with strangers. I assume you know the reason why.

Four. Do not say carelessly that you are a daughter of this household.

Five. If you need something, tell me, I'll provide them; You don't need to go to the mall to shop anymore. The mall will go to you instead. If you want to eat high class cuisine, the restaurant will go to you.

But if you really insist to go out go back to rule #2.

Six. Always say my name if anyone asked you who is the master of this house and the president of TGS.

Lastly. You're not allowed to object me when I commanded you."

Chapter 2—My hell starts now.

Sander Trajano. He's originally from the Monteclaro's household but after his mother died, his father remarried another woman. That woman bore a child and that made Sander, who was only 2 years old back then, an irrelevant child of the household... so his father decided to send him outside their manson and live with the maids. While my dad saw a great talent from Sander, so he took him instead and gave him the Trajano surname and everything he has. End of my research.

I am thirteen and we are in the visual room while this damn idiot—Sander is discussing his rules for me.

I turned over the table.

"Are you stupid?! Sino naman ang sususnod sa mga rules na 'yan?!!! Are you making fun of me? I am not your damn doll!" I said with my blood boiling.

"No, of course not." He said as if he was so serious.

"Then are you planning to make ME your slave and shut me in the mansion forever?! What life should I live?! And ano naman 'yung honeymoon na 'yon?! 2 years from now? E 15 PALANG AKO NO'N!!! Hindi pa tayo kasal, honeymoon na nga?! In the first place, I didn't agree to be your wife yet!!!" I shouted.

"Then is 5 years from now okay to you? Seriously do you want me to die out of my unsatisfied desires?" he just said.

Grabe! Ang rami kong sinabi yung honeymoon lang ang pinagtuunan nya ng pansin?!