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
Guilty
Alvin expected Anya to argue with him or get angry at him but she silently sulked neither agreeing with him nor refusing his words.
Watching her, he waited for the storm to begin and prepared himself to put his points. However, she just stood looking at his overcoat and scratching it with the tip of her nail. Her lips were curled down in displeasure but she uttered nothing. He even doubted if she was breathing.
Was she guilt-tripping him?
Unfortunately, it started working on him. She was an independent woman who loved her job, a mother who wanted to be a good example to her son. He felt selfish for controlling her career when she said nothing about his antique trade business.
He wasn't afraid to face the trouble her job might or might not throw at him or his company. He was worried about her life. Even if she was confident that she would resolve it in less than a year, he cared about nobody but her, her safety.
Was he wrong?