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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This is an original story.

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His Devious Rule

Pleased at the fortune knocking on his door, Steve Hanks merrily met people and enjoyed the party.

He snickered when he noticed Anya leaving in less than half an hour. "Attention wh*re." He cursed her in a low voice for appearing like a busy celebrity. Shrugging his shoulder, he focused on the people he was talking with.

After some time, his mobile ran displaying the security guard of his farmhouse. He was immediately alarmed as Anya had told him to shift money.

Hurriedly excusing himself, he answered the call with a jittery heart, [Mr. Hanks, suddenly a room caught fire. The fire engine is on the way.]

Steve Hanks's eyes widened in panic. He stammered thinking of the worst, "W-which r-room?"

[The guest room on the first floor.]

Without bidding anybody, Steve Hanks made a run out of the hall as if he could reach and save his money.

Self-destruction