His Devious Rule

Standing still in his embrace, Anya didn't know why her eyes welled up with tears. Although she never recalled Alvin in the past years, she never forgot him either.

How could she forget when he was the reason to have her darling son in her life?

She never missed him because he had no role in her life apart from helping her with some projects. They weren't even friends. So he wasn't the reason for her tears.

Probably, he was the reason for her sadness. He wasn't letting her go and solve the mess. She wanted a simple peaceful life that was ruined by her job and his return to her life.

Perhaps, she was tired of all the events that happened in two days hence her tears were rolling down just by finding little comfort in his embrace.

His heartbeats were loud and uniform trying to hold her attention and stop her worries. His finger gently caressed her head as if trying to soothe her. His other hand held her close and firm, impossible for her to escape from his cage-like arms.

'Cage,' A bleak smile appeared on her face. She will never be a bird in his cage. She won't let him control her life. She had her own life, away from him.

Her hands moved as if she was trying to embrace him. Nevertheless, she stole his mobile out of his jacket pocket and shoved it in the jacket she was wearing.

Anya clenched her teeth when she couldn't pull away from him. She sneered to get away from him, "Mr. Matthews, your acting skills are amazing." They were never close enough to embrace each other. She should probably kill him especially after what he did the previous evening.

Alvin just knew he felt like hugging her and he did. He breathed in relief while thinking she was safe from his father and that's worth giving up on his start-up. He was very glad that she was fine, living well all these years, anyway her ridiculing voice brought him back to reality.

There again, he was acting like what he wasn't. His softened features turned sharp and his tongue turned bitter, "Oh…" He took his hands away and scoffed, "Stupidity is contagious."

Now she was stupid. She lifted her leg to stomp him but he slipped off so swiftly as if he was sitting in her head, reading her thoughts. She pouted for losing again. She was ready to leave when he suddenly cupped her head and made her look at him.

His face turned dark looking at the drop of tear hanging down her lashes and the stain on her face. "Why are you crying?" His long fingertips flicked her teardrop, gazing at her as though he would murder the one who made her cry.

Anya gave him a 'Are you stupid?' look. It was him. He wasn't letting her go and what could be worse than that?

This time she stomped his feet and got away from his hands when he hissed faintly. He growled at her, moving his feet, "Can't you speak, Anya Owen? When did you turn so fierce?" Little Donut was such a kind, sweet, harmless kitten. Anya Owen was a fierce, angry kitten ready to attack him for every word.

He saw the grumpiness on her face flatten hearing her name. He sighed. He had no idea why she didn't want him to know about her but he already pulled her into his life. This time, he wasn't going to let go as in the past. His long hand reached her ear before she could run from him.

"Mr. Matt… Alvin… Let me go. Alvin…" She couldn't believe he was behaving as if nothing changed in five years. They weren't the same, to give her the punishment of pulling her ear. She had found him stern in the past, now, childish.

He chided her as in the past, taking her towards the mansion, hearing her whine while she hit his hand, "Stop running around. Hadn't I told you we needed to talk? Get inside and eat. We will solve this mess first, then..."

'Toot… toot…'

Alvin turned around and she took the chance to run away without checking who was in the car. Alvin saw it was Linus. He couldn't believe Linus didn't send him any details when he always responded to him quickly.

Linus alighted the car and looked at the oddly dressed lady running away. Closing the door, he reached Alvin and excitedly asked, "Brother Alvin, did you guys reconcile?" He had seen Alvin holding Anya's ear.

Alvin's eyebrow slightly lifted. He glanced at Anya. Linus knew Anya's name as he had been to the Matthews mansion when all the drama was going on. He smacked Linus for never telling him. Nevertheless, it was his fault. He forbade Linus from speaking about girls.

Rubbing his head, Linus murmured without taking Alvin's actions to heart, "I got to know who drugged you..." His tone changed to extreme detest, "It's her. I drugged her food today." He laughed viciously, recalling that woman staggering out of the restaurant.

Alvin clenched his teeth hearing Linus. Probably he should have guessed who it was without checking into it. He again turned behind but Anya wasn't in sight. Looking back to Linus, "Deal with her."

Linus shrugged, "That b*tch is your problem, not mine." That wasn't the real reason. If he does something to that woman, her family would tear him off into pieces and affect his father's career.

"Yacht." Alvin bribed him without thinking twice.

Linus's eyes shone in excitement. He wanted a yacht for many years but his father forbade him as it would have a negative impact on his political career. "Deal. I will pluck her out of your life."

Clicking on his phone, Linus continued, "I have mailed Ms. Owen's details. Check it once. Some of her details are protected, or probably erased, especially regarding... her... son…" Linus paused when Alvin didn't find his mobile.

Alvin suddenly started running so Linus went behind him realizing Anya stole Alvin's mobile. They need to stop her from calling cops else all the troubles they went through would be pointless.