All Chapters of Our Marriage, Our Rules: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

**Dominic**Jess slams the door shut behind her.I stand in the middle of the living room with a raging heart and feel so damn angry. Savannah is determined to make my life a living hell. Why the hell did I ever underestimate her?This is no longer about the stupid rules set; it's more about who will come out on top.Maybe I'm approaching this all wrong. I no longer want to win the house rules; what I want to win is her in my bed.I can't deny that I'm physically attracted to her, and it seems she feels the same way. I see it in the way she acts around me. The only problem that remains is figuring out how to make that happen.She walks down the stairs with a bag of chips, wearing blue shorts and white bikini underwear, smirking at me. “Where's Jess?”I grit my teeth. It's hard to think about being between those thighs hers when all she does is pissed me off. I tilt my head and look at her. Now that I think about it, angry sex might be so much better than everything else.“What was the

- Savannah**I slam the door shut behind me and release a sigh. I don't know how I lost control of my emotions and let my feelings take over.I look down at my chest to see bite marks and his semen. It was intense, I can't deny that, but I need to be more guarded now.I head to the shower for a fresh start. As I'm cleaning myself, there's a gentle knock on the door. “Savannah?”“Yeah?” I call back. What does he want now?“Are you okay in there?” So, now he's concerned? After everything?I roll my eyes. “Shouldn't you be downstairs with Chris?” I ask, changing the subject. “Just go away.”He goes quiet.Then he says, “I just wanted to know if you're okay.”I scowl at the door. “Dude, I'm fine. Just go away and leave me alone with my thoughts right now.”“Okay, you can join us if you'd like.”What? Did that orgasm go to his head? “No, I'm good,” I respond as I throw the towel on the bed and walk over to my drawers to pull out a pair of red lace panties.“Okay, I'll be down then.” I shrug

DominicShe's sitting there, gazing at me with those defiant and challenging eyes, and all I want is to press her against the wall, igniting a passionate encounter.“Are you ready for me?” I inquire sensually, my eyes savoring every inch of her. I've been fucking since I first laid eyes on her earlier.She swivels her chair towards me, tilting her chin defiantly. She desires this.I step away from the door, taking leisurely strides towards her. Her lips are adorned with that provocative nude lipstick, and I yearn to taste it.I wrap my right hand around her neck and lean to her level. “Say yes,” I whisper, locking eyes with her. She shakes her head stubbornly. I apply a bit of pressure, and her eyes darken with desire. So Savannah isn't as innocent as she appears.Excellent. I won't need to be gentle with her then."I'd better convince you," I murmur just before I capture her lips, tasting those plum lips I've been tempting since she emerged from her room today.She reciprocates the ki

Savannah**I open the door to Savannah's store and find everything pushed aside. There's a table with materials for massages, manicures, and pedicures.She's typing away on her phone, but she drops it when she sees me walk in. “What the hell is going on? I shriek as I enter the store. “Please don't tell me you closed the store for this.”She grins. “Okay, then I won't tell you.”My eyes widened. “Seriously?” I ask, both touched and perplexed. “You did all this for me?”“No, love, I did it for the pig downtown, Einstein. She rolls her eyes. “Come, let's get to work. You're already late, so we need to be prepared.”“You know this wedding,” I wave my hands around, “isn't real, right?”“Pfft, you're going to walk down the aisle, say a vow, and then sign a certificate. I'd say that's real to me.”She has a point.“Okay, you know it's temporary, right? I amend. “Temporary? For a short while, a short run, nonpermanent?” She looks at me with her mouth open. “You know the definition of those te

SAVANNAHIt's an evening wedding. I'm going to meet Dad outside, and he'll be the one to walk me in.The car pulled up to the address, and I gasped. This place is stunning.It's an eight-story building that exudes luxury. Its exterior is adorned with golden lights, casting a radiant glow across every facet of the structure. A lush green vine with flowers is elegantly attached to the fence, adding a touch of natural beauty to the grandeur.As the car stopped in the driveway, the path was bathed in a soft, inviting glow from the lights lining its edges, creating a scene that radiated wealth and sophistication.Dozens of photographers, both men and women, were lined up at the entrance, eagerly awaiting the first shots.Dad stood there, wearing a black tux that hugged his body. His head was clean-shaven, and his hands were tucked into his pants pockets. He walked over to the car and pulled the door open.Extending his hands to me, he smiled sincerely despite the tears in my eyes. The camer