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
Make Your Choice of Defeat
At the Matthews headquarters,
Casper looked at the lad who was startled a second ago and was facing him without a hint of fear in his steely gray eyes. Rather, those eyes were looking down on him.
Nevertheless, he couldn't help but compare the young Alvin with Zane. If not for those eyes and those chubby cheeks, Zane didn't look much different from Alvin. His suspicion was just getting stronger.
Secretary Harrison was sensible to know the atmosphere wasn't good for a kid. He tried to break in the silence, "Err… Zane Owen, how about I take you outside and let the adults speak?" His low voice was polite.
Zane looked at the man. He didn't know who he was, other than guessing he was someone working under Casper. "Sir, there is a difference between speaking and shouting at my father." He calmly corrected the man.
Harrison: "…"
'I am proud of you, young boy.' He thought as he wouldn't dare to say that on Casper's infuriated face.