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

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'I- In the beginning, I hoped to bring you close to your family.'

Why was his wife taking the blame on herself? 

Did she think they could be a family with those sickening people? 

Alvin controlled himself from flicking on her forehead and sighed internally. Well, that's what makes her different. 

He pecked on her nose tips and reminded her, to bring her out of the gloominess, "You are my family, Little Donut." His indulgent tone was pleasing to the ears. 

He never considered the Matthews family as his. The only one who gave him a home was his wife. Dipping his head, he nibbled her cheek where her dimple appeared. His wife falls for silly words.

Anya probed, trying to push him away from her cheeks, "Our baby!?"

Alvin hissed softly as if he was considering his little enemy. Then he accepted, "That little brat is my family too." That's the family he needed.