His Devious Rule

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At the Grand Hotel Excelsior,

Alvin knocked on the door of a presidential suite. The calmness of his captivating face was a mask for the storm brewing inside him. A gaze into his blazing eyes could send chills down one's spine.

A few seconds and the door unlocked. The PA's eyes widened. He was dumbfounded to react at his sight. Alvin in the past was different from the Alvin in front of him. It was like a young inexperienced boy had grown into a fearsome man.

The fear crept up his bones looking at the bone-chilling gaze, he shook and felt his knees weak recalling how he never gave respect and called Alvin a bastard behind his back.

Alvin looked at the man who was blocking his path. In the past or present, he never cared about the man who was standing in front of him. This man's presence was equal to void.

Alvin pushed the half-open door causing the PA to fall on his knees at Alvin's feet. Alvin cared nothing and went inside.

The suite had a vast living area with an open dining hall. The balcony had an infinity pool, giving a breathtaking sea view. Alvin's eyes halted nowhere but the woman who was sitting with a cup of piping hot tea.

Gianna's face contoured to disgust and hatred when her eyes fell on Alvin. Truth be told, she hates everything about Alvin. May it be his talents, his looks, or his strong presence.

She would never accept that Liam always fell short in everything in front of Alvin, except one. Liam was the gentleman of every girl's dream, he melts them with his actions and care. Whereas Alvin brings fear to those girls.

There was a time Gianna was planning to make Alvin's wife into her puppet and outcast Alvin. It used to make her thrilled just by imagining Alvin's wife scorning Alvin as a bastard.

Gianna glanced at the PA who hurriedly stood up and closed the door. "M-madam Matthews!?" His voice was barely a whisper, pointing at Alvin.

Gianna ignored the PA and looked at Alvin. "How could a BASTARD know anything about manners?" She sneered.

Alvin's lips twitched hearing Gianna. She knows how to press the nerves of a person to infuriate them. He went to the couch and sat right opposite Gianna. He crossed his legs and smirked.

Oh, he wasn't the brat who was ignoring Gianna anymore. He knew what irritated her the most, his happiness.

Gianna found the coffee bitter on her tongue while watching the Bastard. The smile on his face didn't fade the daunting air around him. This was something she always felt from Casper when she was newly married.

She left the expensive teacup on the coffee table. Irked by his silence, she glanced at the PA and asked, "How does a Bastard feel to have a Bastard?"

PA: 😨

He just wanted to disappear from their sight. Alvin wasn't giving him a good vibe, causing his heart to hammer his chest in fear.

Alvin didn't want to take her words seriously but recalling how she made his life a living hell, he couldn't bring himself to see Zane in a single instance. He clenched his fist and he glared at the woman.

He didn't completely understand her words. He assumed once he marries Anya, Zane would be his son.

"You don't seem to have much work as a Dean of the university." Alvin's cold voice lingered in the air. He tried to point out that she kept an eye on Anya for many years.

Standing at the side, PA looked at them alternatively. He swallowed hard as he turned to Gianna. He feared Alvin doing something against Matthews due to Gianna's actions. Because it will lead to a war between Casper and Gianna for provoking Alvin.

The latter's eyes barely reacted. In her eyes, Alvin's actions were a show in front of her despite knowing Alvin was looking down on her for always causing trouble for him in one the other way.

How could she decline his words?

At the same time, why will she obediently accept it without breaking Alvin?

"I definitely have much work instead of whoring like your mother and… lover." Her lips curled a vicious smile.  She had waited for years to taunt him with this. She was very pleased to finally put it out loud.

Alvin lost it there. In the blink of her eyes, Gianna's eyes widened in horror, her breath stuck in her throat when slender long fingers wrapped around her neck.

Her eyes bulged in a panic unable to look anywhere but his deadly furious cognac eyes which preyed on her. The fear crept up her body, her frail hands held his muscular arm to pull it away but there was strength in her body.

Alvin said through his teeth, in a voice, low and intimidating, "Utter again if you dare." His eyes glowered down at her.

Her chest tightened, her lungs burned with no air, rolling a painful tear down her cheeks. She wanted to scream, and curse but not a single word slipped her mouth.

PA took a few seconds to discern what just happened. His body shook hopelessly than Gianna whose face turned red, then blue. Her eyes became unfocused, seeing stars in the day. Yet he didn't have the guts to approach the man in action.

He ran towards the door. His first thought was to escape and the second was to scream for help. He opened the door and gave all his strength to push a word out, "Hel-"

His word cut off when he saw the woman standing right in front of the door. He wasn't sure if it was the fear of Alvin or Anya, he started feeling dizzy in distress.

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Shaking with the negative thoughts, Anya hid her nervousness. But how could she easily get rid of the fear that is ingrained deep in her?

She wasn't sure why she was getting so anxious as Alvin could protect himself. She could have gone to the beach mansion without worrying about Alvin meeting Gianna but she was nervous. She felt the need to reach Alvin immediately, even if she was over-reacting.

Anya looked at PA who was pale in dread. Her eyes immediately searched for Alvin in the suite. The waves of relief coursed through her body when she stepped inside and saw Alvin completely fine.

Her fear just registered him before fathoming the situation. "Alvin…" It was a whisper, not in fear or shock, but a clueless one. She never thought Alvin would kill someone but he could scare everyone.

The soft voice lingered in the air and touched his ears. He left Gianna who fell on the couch and coughed for her life when Alvin turned to the door. The murderous air was too suffocating to stay in the room, PA could only stand in a corner.

Anya's eyes went down his body as if assuring herself again and again that he was completely alright and Gianna did nothing to him.  But the uneasiness didn't erase. She wetted her dry lips nervously and looked at him.

Alvin could see that she didn't fear him or was disgusted by him. She was concerned for him. He took a step, "Little Donut…" His voice was hoarse with restrained emotions.

Anya took a step and another before running towards him and leaped into his arms. She tightened her arms around his neck, barely standing on her tippy toes.

Alvin was a bit surprised as he expected her to scold him. He caught her and secured her in his arms. He could feel her body shaking faintly while her hands desperately tried to hug him tight as if trying to protect him.

Ignoring the coughing, panting woman on the couch, Alvin rubbed Anya's back, without agitating her with words, anyway, he also needed to calm down.

Anya felt relieved as if she had managed to reach him on the day somebody pretended to be stabbing him. She punched his back without using her strength, "Where is your mobile?" Probably she wouldn't have been anxious if he had answered her call.

Alvin let her down on the floor hearing her choke on her words. Cupping her face, he carefully brushed the corner with her wet eyes. Recalling his mobile location, "In the car." He was patient.

Anya pouted, giving another gentle punch to his stomach. "The mobiles are portable." She meant to say he should carry it everywhere.

Embracing her back to his arms, "I will be careful next time." He just wanted to get his work done and return soon.

Anya hummed, resting her heart at ease. Was she stupid to get worked up?

She grimaced at her reactions, yet she sighed in relief. Whatever it might be, if he was fine, she had no complaints.

She peeked at the woman who had almost composed herself, caressing the glaring red marks around her neck, "What did she do?"

Alvin's lips curled to an enticing smirk. His Little Donut trusted him too much. Despite being an officer, she didn't point her finger at him.

Anyway, he wouldn't say what he did was right but Gianna really crossed his bottom line. Her words felt as if she created such a situation to mock him but one who suffered is Anya.

Being an educated woman, Gianna knew to stand for herself. Her lips trembled when her eyes met Alvin's and her eyes moved between the couple. "I will sue you for an attempt to murder." She grimaced due to pain in her throat.

Anya slid off Alvin's arms and looked at Gianna. Gianna could do that and put Alvin behind the bars without much effort. "Go ahead." She used the same words from the afternoon.

Gianna clenched her teeth. She knew Anya's words weren't words of support or encouragement. It was a taunt.

"Gianna Sallow, the moment you step out to file against Alvin, your husband will dig a grave for you." Anya was malicious in every word.

Alvin looked at his Little Donut who had learned to play with people's weaknesses. He had just briefed about the Matthews family, she judged them on point.

Gianna could only stare at Anya. Because Anya was right. Casper would do anything to hide his dirty secret.

Anya trusted Alvin. She guessed Alvin must have a solid reason for strangling Gianna. She took a step closer and gave a heads up, "Gianna Sallow, this is just the beginning. Wait for me or… Hide from me."

Alvin was impressed, falling head over heels for the woman. He wrapped his hand around her shoulder and took her out.

Anya pulled her sleeves up with a big pout of her lips. There were circumstances in which men in team Ace do hit women who were criminals. However, she didn't like and didn't want Alvin to assault anybody.

She demanded, "Alvin Matthews, leave the women to me." She will handle them.

It was entertaining to see her turn from badass villainess to Fierce Kitten. But he ended up taking her words with a different meaning, making him laugh.

"I am serious." And he chuckled heartily, kissing her forehead.

Anya: 😾