I absolutely hate him. I can't stand him, I hate his stupid face. Especially his hair, like be normal, have a soul. I hate his eyes, as if he could see through me, who does he think he is? I swear, the day he makes me smile would be the end of the world. Ugh, why does he sound like that, so annoying, always interrupting, so rude. I absolutely hate him.

Rule #1: Don't fall in love with your master. Rule #2: You are nothing but a servant. Rule number #3: He is always in control. ------------------------------------------------------ "Don't move," he said to (Y/n) when she unwrapped arms from his neck. "Don't touch her," he mumbled. (Y/n) and everyone else jumped when the gun went off. Her cheeks were a soft red, her eyes were widened, her heart was racing, and strands of her hair covered her face, in which Jeremiah brushed to the side with his fingers that weren't pressing against the ground. "Where is (Y/n), Wayne? Hm? You are here because of the offer I asked for," Jeremiah snapped back. ------------------------------------------------------ "I'm in charge now," she whispered when lifting up his chin with a sly smile. -------------------------------------------------------- Story is still on plot yet scenes are mixed up slightly. Under editing as well.

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Rule #1: No one will lay a hand on you and live. Rule #2: Never do anything that will sacrifice yourself for me. Rule #3: Only we are in charge here. --------------------------------------------- She didn't know what she needed, only she what she didn't need. "It's not my fault you fell in love with me. The rule was not to, but you broke that one easily," Jeremiah mumbled under his breath. She kissed him deeply on the lips without a thought of hesitation passing through her mind. Jeremiah looked at his hand that was stained and dampened with her blood, and that made him tremble and mutter words uncontrollably. --------------------------------------------- Will be under editing when completed!