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His Devious Rule

Have you ever wondered about unpredictable life? One minute everything is so good and then suddenly the next minute everything just turns around… Anya Owen faced such times thrice in her life due to one person. Twice she survived and started leading a happy life with her darling son. But could she survive the jeopardy he was going to cause again in her life? Alvin Matthews, the most mysterious man in the city. Nobody knows where he is, what is up to, or what he does. Some even doubt if he is alive or dead. Could he stop himself from falling for the little feisty woman? Well, he never stops himself. But he doubted if he would get killed by the stone-hearted woman before he could soften her heart. ~~~ Excerpt: Alvin watched Anya politely speaking with the butler. He leaned back on the armchair and crossed his legs, intently watching the soft smiles appearing on the delicate face. “Hey, Little Chipmunk, why is your mother good to all but me?” He asked shifting his eyes on the little man who was crossing his little legs playing a video game on his mobile. A sly smirk appeared on Zane’s face. He carelessly threw his words, “That’s what you deserve, Chipmunk Monster.” Alvin: “...” Alvin has to rack his brain to appease Little Monster... Correction, Little Master and his Devil… The second Correction, his Queen. ~~~ This is an original story. Thank you ^_^ for giving it a try. DISCORD: Munchkin_2#7368 Story DISCORD: https://discord.gg/QhhXXWq Ko-fi: ko-fi.com/munchkin_2 Instagram: auth_munchkin Linktree: https://linktr.ee/munchkin

Munchkin_2 · Urban
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#MYSTERY
#BEAUTY
#POSSESSIVE
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#FIRSTLOVE
#FACESLAPPING
#BADBOY
#PREGNANCY
#ONENIGHTSTAND
#BABY

Leading Team Ace

Cleanly parted in the center, the long, dark straight hair was left on either side of the shoulder. The dark brown eyes failed to penetrate through the foggy morning of country F. The clean, bare skin of the face turned pink as soon as the wind blew on her face.

The young girl pulled the thick scarp up her chin and secured the jacket that was lacking warmth. Silently grimacing due to the early morning coldness, she got down the steps and rushed inside the waiting area.

The girl shuddered to the warm air indoors and breathed softly. Switching on the mobile, she looked around for somebody she didn't even know.

Before she could dial any number, she noticed a tall man in ankle boots, and a crisp airport uniform, walking towards the waiting area decisively. His stern gaze brushed over everyone and stopped at her. 

A bit of confusion flashed in his eyes, looking at the half-face of the young girl. Did Narnia send a little girl on a dangerous mission?