Munchkin_2

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. 

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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.

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His Devious Rule

Anya is aware nobody has the lenience around Alvin as much as she does. And he also started to succumb to her stubbornness. She curiously asked since he took care of her ignoring his ire, "Why do you treat me well?"

Alvin opened his eyes at her random question. He flipped to the side to look at her. She was still in the bathrobe, tightly wrapped and knotted. Under the dim light, he couldn't make out her expression. Yet, he could feel her soft gaze on him.

The time he spent with her, played in his mind like a reel. Though he didn't treat her like a precious person in the past, he truly treated her better than anybody else. He didn't know why. He was doing what he felt like doing.

'Probably because she didn't see me as Matthews.' He wondered. He had also noticed she wasn't afraid if he was cold or tried to get close to him or flirted with him. She was somebody who chose him for being him.

Five Wives