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
Giving a written statement, Anya and Alvin were in the car to go to the Oasis mansion.
Alvin watched Anya in deep thought and complete silence. "What's wrong?"
Anya sighed, turning to Alvin. "I feel… I am the most tiresome member of the team. Chief Jason has to take care of all the projects, guide everyone and also clean up behind me." She would get fired at this rate.
Alvin noted Anya was planning to meet Jason. Importantly, she was repeatedly discouraging herself due to their circumstances.
He pulled her closer, making her back lean on him and her head resting on his arm, "There are two types of people. One who could be replaced, one who is irreplaceable."
"Huh?" Anya tilted her head without understanding why he was talking about it.
"And you are irreplaceable. As a daughter, as a mother…" He pinched her nose as he added, "As my Goofball."