His Devious Rule

Well, Alvin had no plans to kick her out. "Alright, let me ask you a question first." His voice had no mirth or gentleness.

Anya knew this wasn't going to be a question she could respond to. Hence she tried to cut in, "Alvin…"

'Pak,' Alvin removed his hand from the pocket and slapped a paper on the desk watching her shoulders jerk.

Anya looked at the desk and saw the folded paper. She reached out and unfolded it. Before she could completely unfold, she saw her handwriting, 'I cooked for you.' Her fingers shook and her eyes stung but she held back.

Alvin noticed her still before opening the last fold. He reached out and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him. "Anya Owen, did you know the arrest warrant was fake?" If she knew, then he should applaud her for the amazing acting skills that he failed to read. If it wasn't acting then she acted on the dock to get away from him and to piss him off.

Anya grimaced under his hold. He held her chin tightly when she tried to move. Then she froze hearing his question. The warrant had the real military stamp and it wasn't fake, however, that warrant had no power to arrest her and she knew that. But what to tell Alvin?

Alvin warned her coldly, "Don't think of lying to me if you want to see your family again."

Anya frowned at the threat and pulled his hand away. "You can't do that." She almost screamed at him.

Alvin snickered in response. He absolutely can do that and she won't be able to get them. However, his aim wasn't to separate them. He wanted to confirm what he analyzed.

If she knew the arrest warrant was fake, she wouldn't have written that letter but left silently. Since she wrote it and she accurately knew he would do anything to get her on his side. Hence she put on an act on the dock to piss him off.

Anya tried to leave, who was she talking with? He wouldn't listen to her or let her go.

Alvin tugged her back roughly without noticing his strength on her wrist.

Anya bumped into Alvin and stumbled away. "Alvin Matthews!!" She hissed, groaning painfully at his actions. She accepts she made him angry, does he have to manhandle her?

"Don't forget it's you and your uncle who put me and my family in danger. You even found out my parents' location to bring them here. What the hell do you want from us?" She continued to anger him.

Her words didn't work on Alvin as she hoped. He was annoyed at her efforts to evade the question to avoid lying to him. He took a step closer, causing her to step away, "Anya Owen, tell me honestly, were you at ease with your family in a different country?" He irritatedly questioned her.

Anya was stunned at his question. No, she wasn't at ease. She was worried sick about them. Hence she often tried to keep herself busy.

Alvin didn't wait for her response because he knew the answer to it. "Do you have any idea you keep whimpering your son in your sleep?" And her hands always keep searching for her son next to her.

Anya had no idea of it. So she had nothing to retort.

Without letting herself collect herself, he growled at her, "You can't keep anyone safe by staying far," He gave up his start-up company and left the country assuming nobody will trouble Anya.

Recently he realized that he should have rather stayed by her side. He had no idea how the Matthews and Dalton family must have troubled her because of him. Hence he wanted to give his all to keep her out of danger which he caused.

Anya curled her fingers into a tight fist in the oversized sleeves of the jacket, her jaws quivered causing her to clench. Although she didn't know Alvin's motive earlier, Linus's appearance and his actions to bring her family was proved to be safe for them. Or else her parents and son would have appeared in the airport and might have been abducted by Harper or swarmed by the reporters.

She accepts Alvin was doing everything to help her but she couldn't take his generosity. She doesn't deserve him or his kindness. She could only think of her family's safety.

Alvin seethed seeing her still mute. He clenched his teeth and glared at the headstrong woman. He suddenly feigned nonchalance and stressed, "I don't need your permission to keep anybody safe."

Anya panicked seeing him still adamant. She took a step towards him trying to convince him, "Alvin…"

Alvin held her arm and took steps towards the door without letting her plead with him, "Didn't you want to escape from me?" He stopped at the end of the couch and gently pushed her towards the door. "Leave."

He turned away while adding confidently, "And I can keep your parents and son safe from Harper." He dared to say that because he knew she wouldn't leave her family just like that.

Anya immediately cried out feeling helpless against Alvin and worried about her family, "Then who will keep them safe from your family?" The tears that she was holding back filled her eyes, blurring her vision and rolling down on her cheeks.

Alvin paused hearing her. Although he pushed her to the limits, to know the truth, he felt a pang of guilt hearing her helpless cry.

'His family.' So he turned out to be stupid to leave the country without thinking. His family was all the reason for her to run away from him.

His family had forced him to stay away from her. Why didn't he think his family might have forced her to go away from him?

Probably he should have guessed it the moment he wasn't able to find her in the past.

How foolish of him to think his father won't be cheap enough to scare Anya.

It was all in the past. That time he was stupid, he was impatient to get away from his father's clutch. Anya was a naive and clueless, twenty years old girl.

Now they weren't the same. He had the power to protect her and she could fight back anything and everything.

Why do they have to be affected by the past?

Will his family still dare to hurt her when they knew he could severely damage their reputation?

He went to her and tugged her around. Her little face was streaked in tears, she was silently sniffling. She looked even wearier.

Anya frowned, struggling to get away from him, without looking him in the eyes. She wouldn't have revealed it to him if Alvin had a good relationship with his family and now she needed to keep her family safe.

"Little Donut, it's all in the past." He said in a deep, soothing voice, stressing the word past But his face failed to hide the troubled expression looking at her tears.

A sad smile appeared on her face before she pushed him away and cried out. "Nothing is in the past." Tears again started rolling on her cheeks. Due to Alvin, their past, the threat was also back. Everything was back to haunt her.

Alvin frowned hearing her without understanding her words. If it wasn't in the past, was she still being threatened?

Anya whimpered between her sniffles, "They are again looking into my information." Senon had reported to her he had to mask all the information about her in Jason's instructions.

Alvin didn't get her words that slurred away. Without knowing what was happening at her side that was making her run from him, he growled at her, "Stop crying."

Anya: "…"

She didn't like to cry in front of anybody. She had long back stopped shedding tears in front of her parents. So she felt like an idiot for crying in front of him who was angry at her.

Shouldn't she be the one to get angry for forcing her to stay in the mansion? For putting her in more trouble?

She decisively rubbed her cheeks with the sleeves of an overcoat and yapped at him, "I am not crying." Nobody would like to cry in front of a heartless man anyway.

Alvin ignored her words and asked her, "What do you mean by nothing in the past? What happened in the past?" His tone was dipped in freezing water.

Anya knew he was angry at his family. But now, it wasn't the time to fight his family. She needs to get rid of Harper before thinking of the Matthews family. But she will face them alone, she couldn't put Alvin against his own family.

"My troubles are none of your business." She plainly stated and turned to leave.

Alvin gritted his teeth. He had forgotten he couldn't tame her with force and he didn't know to fake being soft. Willingly or unwillingly, he grabbed her hand and pulled her to his embrace.

Anya immediately stomped on his foot to get away but he hissed in pain without leaving her.

"Anya Owen!" He warned her trying to press down his anger.

Anya gasped at his menacing tone next to her ear and hiccupping started.

Alvin: "…"

Now he was clueless about what to do with her hiccups. If he leaves her hand, she will try to run away so he forcefully tugged her to the desk hearing her yammer between her hiccups. 'Let me go.'

He flicked the lid, grabbed the glass of water from the desk. "Drink."

Anya shook her head. Drinking water won't ease her hiccups. "I…" Without letting her finish, he forced her to drink, ignoring her protest, until she started coughing, slapping his arm.

"Heartless man! Are you planning to choke me to death? Do you find pleasure in torturing me all the time?" She chided him in a single breath and hiccuped at the end.

Feeling wronged, he retorted, looking at her troubled by the hiccups, "Can't you see? I am trying to stop your hiccups." But she was choked on water and she was still hiccupping, making him even more annoyed.