His Devious Rule



Four looked at Linus who was in a three-piece business suit, layered with a long formal jacket, matching with brown dress shoes. He undoubtedly looked smart and handsome with his well-groomed hair. A sense of respect arises from his current countenance. 

While the Owen couple and Zane failed to understand the problem, Anya giggled softly, knowing her friend too well.

Compared to the carefree and stylish look Linus always donned, he was looking studious and well-formed in a professional outlook. Krystle loved funky, and modish Linus more than the man who looked like a busy businessman.

Linus nodded at the elderly couple who were confused, without understanding the problem. Then he waved his hand at the little man who waved back at him while waiting to know the reason behind Krystle's outburst.

Finally, his eyes settled on his Hotheaded who was annoyed for two days straight because he was in suits the whole day. He awkwardly smiled at Anya, embarrassed seeing his girlfriend bringing a silly complaint to her.

Instead of coaxing her friend or wondering why Krystle hates Alvin for Linus' change in style, Anya cheered, "Krystie, you should dress in THOSE office wear." She stressed 'those' to drive Krystle's thoughts to the past.

Then her lips curled into a mischievous smile and whispered the rest of the words, "You love those steamy office romances, remember?"

Krystle's displeasure instantly replaced the images of her wearing deep-neck blouses and tight short formal skirts or sexy bodycon dresses and seducing her boyfriend in the office when he will be working. 

Her eyes brightened like a twinkling sky. She grinned looking at Linus. She won't be joining the entertainment industry, so acting as a sexy secretary for Linus thrilled her. 

Everyone: "..."

Linus was baffled, witnessing how easily Anya turned his girlfriend's displeasure into excitement. "Sister-in-law, take me as a student." He exclaimed in amusement. He tried his all to coax her.

Krystle skipped to Linus and mused with a coy smile on her gorgeous face, "Linus, you need a secretary. Don't you?" 

Linus: "…"

Catalina watched Krystle taking Linus away, after waving her hand at them. She pointed at them, turning to Anya, "Wh-what was that?" Catalina asked in confusion. She was waiting for some interesting story.

Dennis completed the unpacking and went towards them. He was disinterested in the gossiping of women. So he asked what he noticed, "Did Linus change the job?" 

He admired the Collins family for not pressuring Linus to earn. He held very high respect for Linus who works for social causes. So he wondered if Linus had to get over his passion and work to earn money.

Anya then realized Krystle wouldn't make a fuss about Linus wearing a suit for the day. Linus's startup doesn't have such a dress code either. She deduced Alvin was the reason behind the suits, hence Krystle was annoyed at Alvin.

Anya turned to her little son who softly shrugged his shoulders, shaking his head indicating he didn't hear anything so he had no idea either.

Anya let out a deep sigh and whined to her father. "Dad, your son-in-law is a worrywart." Alvin won't tell her anything till he makes sure she is fit and fine or she will have to cloy him after going to the bedroom. Yet he will see through her act.

'Tap.' 

Catalina immediately slapped Anya's arms and chided her, "Look at you all spoiled." Whereas a part of her was enjoying seeing her daughter being spoiled. Nonetheless, she took Alvin's side, "He is running behind you and taking care of you, how shameless of you to be fussy."

Anya hid the smile hearing her mother. She stood akimbo with a grumpy expression and exclaimed, "Woah… Look at my mother loving her son-in-law more than her daughter." She humphed.

Three months ago, she wouldn't have dared to imagine Alvin winning over her parents and she could be spoiled rotten by the same man.

Dennis was laughing looking at the mother and daughter while the little man shook his head in resignation. He couldn't understand how Chipmunk Monster managed to win over his mother and grandparents with his childishness.

Seeing her mother raise her hand, Anya ran away saying, "Domestic violence in the home!? I will complain to my husband." And made them laugh.

…..

Entering her bedroom, Anya looked around and spotted her husband in the walk-in closet. She glanced at the wall clock, it was nine past ten.

Why was her husband getting ready for bed so early?

Alvin merely glanced at Any's reflection in the mirror and wore the nightwear shirt. He wouldn't have gone to bed so early if his wife had rested on her own. He was bewildered at the realization that he was babysitting his disobedient wife.

His speed lowered when Anya stalked towards him with the obvious look of sickeningly sultry. Her eyes ogled his bare muscles, lingering on his neck, twitching a muscle in his pants.

Despite seeing through her actions, his body began to betray him. 

His hands paused when Anya's cold fingers trailed down his bare chest and slowly descended his taut stomach, tracing his ab lines. 

"Are we…" Anya drawled sensing his breathing pauses and muscles clench under her touch. "…going to bed so… early?" Her sweet voice trailed, meeting his sharp gaze.

His wife has started to seduce him to get responses out of him. Well, she was naive there. He poured a bucket of ice water over her efforts.

"It won't work on me, Little Donut." His frigid voice sounded in the closet as he shrugged her hand and calmly continued to button his shirt.

Well, he also knew his body was getting excited at her touch and her amorous gaze because his wife did like his body. 

Taking a step back, Anya watched her husband buttoning his shirt. Like? Her husband had a drool-worthy body that sometimes she does get shameless thoughts in her mind. 

For example, catching him off guard by doing something naughty.

When she continued to undress him with her moonlike eyes, Alvin buttoned his shirt, thinking of a way to put her on the bed so that she could rest well. Her physical assessment was in just a few days, she needs to recover her energy quickly. 

However, her face was like a mirror of her thoughts, biting her lips and rubbing her fingers.

What was she up to?

Test his mind and control?

He couldn't help but take a step closer and lift her chin to get her eyes away from his lower body. "Officer Owen," Without realizing it, his voice was huskier, surpassing the growing need of his body. "Mind your eyes."

However, the next moment his wife gave in to her thoughts. His back stiffened. His eyes dangerously narrowed at the stupid woman who dipped her hand into his pants and her cold slender fingers slid over his length that throbbed eagerly at her touch.

Anya just wanted to tease the man but didn't expect him to be wearing nothing underneath the night pants. Her toes curled, her thighs clenched, and her face flamed in the color of a pink rose. 

Despite being embarrassed, her shameless fingers wrapped around his member which was turning hard with each passing second. And the words slipped her lips in a sensuous low breathy voice, "What about my hands… President. Matthews?" 

Alvin gritted his teeth. His sane mind was replaced by the insatiable hunger for the woman who was foolishly provoking him. 

After the taste of almost losing her life and seeing her faint in his arms, he has to control his urge to possess her and here she was inducing every nerve.

Biting her lips, Anya stepped away from the heated space to create distance before it was too late to get responses to her questions. She innocently shrugged her shoulders, "By the…" 

Alvin grabbed her by the neck, ignoring her shriek, "Alvi…" The rest of the voice was shoved down her throat when his lips slammed on hers. 

If she wasn't ready to listen to him when he was being considerate, he had different ways to bed her.

Anya regretted provoking when she couldn't even keep her eyes open, and her body was shivering in the aftermath. 

Alvin threw the used protection and returned next to his wife who had turned into delicious red. Nibbling her cheek, he was about to tease her, she snuggled into his arms to sleep.

Caressing her bareback, he told her what she wanted to know before he had his way with her, "Linus will be announced as the new CEO of Matthews Industries on Monday." And he didn't care why Loudmouth was annoyed at him

Anya hummed hearing his voice. She didn't worry about the clothes or change in lifestyle. Linus' state of mind will affect Krystle and the relationship between Linus and Alvin. That's what she cared about. 

She mumbled sleepily without having the strength to open her eyes, "Is he happy?"

Alvin's gentle expression hardened at the question. Frankly, he manipulated Linus to do the job to insult Casper in front of the Collins family. Then he pressured the new investor to consider Linus as the CEO.

Thus he didn't know if Linus was really happy about the job as they hadn't met in five days other than speaking over calls.