My Wife, My Rules
Copyright© 2026 by Alexandra Velka
Chapter 6
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 6 - In a world where men make the rules and women learn to live in their shadow, Tess does not belong anywhere. She is afraid of people. She looks at the ground when she has to speak, and in company, she would rather disappear into the floor. If she could, she would live in silence. Alone. But she cannot, and the world finds her anyway. And in it, a man who is not used to asking permission. Aiden is everything Tess fears: strong, uncompromising, and never one to look away.
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The inn breathed with the heavy stench of smoke, spilled wine, and old wooden floors. Aiden moved between the tables with his breath half held, as though trying not to draw too much of that mixture of odors and lies into his lungs. He carried himself as though he had eyes in the back of his head. Trust was a foreign tongue here, and lies were the currency. Yet he needed information. And he was willing to pay for it. He put the word out and vanished from there as quickly as steam from a pot.
He had requested an invitation to the Anagnostos household. He wanted to know what he was being asked to bind himself to. And he learned ... nothing.
The silence that surrounded his conversation with Tess’s parents was unnaturally smooth. Too smooth. They wanted nothing. No property. No promises. No visions of the future. Only that he agree to the marriage. That was all. Not a word about Tess. She was not present. He did not see her even once. And that absence rang like a warning bell in his mind. The more they said nothing of her, the louder the truth cried that something here was very wrong.
The next day she did not come to the ruins. And her absence carried the weight of the world. Like the deliberate silence of someone who most wished to scream.
Aiden returned to the inn. This time they made it clear that answers did exist. But they had a price. They were sold like wine that first intoxicates you with sweetness and then poisons you.
He stated his wish with restraint. He wanted to know everything about the beautiful red-haired woman of this town. Nothing more. Only facts. No inventions. No village fabrications.
The man who answered him was no ordinary informant. He seemed like a shadow stuck to the wall, one that had survived here longer than was decent. His voice was rasping, as though each word were dragged up from the bottom of a well. Aiden listened and felt the cold slowly burrow beneath his skin.
“The woman you seek is the daughter of the Anagnostos family...”
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