His Devious Rule

​ Panicked, Ean looked behind where the two men attacked Anya, then his jaws dropped yet again. Anya took the two men down in a strike and ran out.

The fashion show was chaotic. While the organizers were trying to collect themselves and continue the show, Anya ran out of the venue to an empty lobby with the guards at the door. One side was a fire exit while the other side was an elevator and suites.

"Senon, where is he?" She didn't randomly run around as Senon had eyes on the security.

[Err…] There was a surprise and hesitation in the tone when Senon completed, [Near elevator.]

Anya had no time to worry about his tones. She ran towards the elevator and saw the bald man in the elevator… Her speed lowered because the bald man was sitting but unconscious, leaning against the wall of the elevator.

She saw a pair of hands dusting, then correcting the suit sleeves. Hurrying closer to check who helped her, she was yanked inside the elevator, to the arms of a man who looked furious… Or just grim. Well, Anya's cold gray eyes twinkled brightly, "Alvin!!" She exclaimed in surprise.

Alvin was itching to scold her but didn't know the reason. He liked her new avatar, yet he disliked something about it. She definitely looked hot like lava, that could burn one alive or melt to her arms. Yet, he was craving to wrap her completely leaving no skin out.

Feeling the goosebumps due to the cold, Anya asked, without evading his warm arms, "Could you please lend me your jacket? I am cold."

The elevator door slowly started to close when he took off his outer coat and flung it behind her. She quickly shoved her hands to the sleeves as her face started to turn pink in the cold. Holding the seams of his jacket, he tugged her hard and went for her delicious lips.

Anya: "..."

When he knew she was doing work, why was he kissing her?

Controlling the temptation of warmth and the sizzling kiss, Anya pulled her head away, "Alvin…"

Displeased, Alvin cupped her head and seized her lips against his, muffling the rest of the words down her throat.

When her soft pair of lips didn't move against his, he bit them to make her focus. Anya mewled. "Ahmmm…." as her eyes fluttered close.

Senon: [...]

Unlike his passionate kisses, Alvin was wild, sucking on her lips and nibbling them, causing her to stifle her cries, yet pleased to the core.

Her hands went around his waist and clutched his suit, feeling his breath getting heavier and her heart racing with his lips.

His sleek tongue thrust inside her warm mouth and sucked on her sweet tongue possessively, Trying to own her for himself, melting her in his arms.

His hand went down her spine, stopping right above her bottom cheek as if teasing her, thundering her heart against her chest.

Anya purred when she felt something between her legs much closer to her womanhood. Her legs went weak when his leg pressed against her sensitivity, robbing her leftover sanity.

Her toes curled, her nails dug into his jacket, and her stomach clenched tightly when something started to pool where she was sensitive.  She withered like a leaf in the wind when his leg moved. "Al…" She huffed when her lips suddenly missed him and latched onto her throat.

Her body tensed up, lying limp in his arms. But he stopped, gently peppering her neck and pulling his leg away as he tried to make her stand. He watched her flushed petite face, dazed at the hint of pleasure, melted in his arms, forgetting everything.

He didn't mean to stall her work, she was just too tempting for him to keep controlling himself. "Still cold?" His husky, restrained voice rang near her ear.

'Cold,' Anya couldn't fathom that word. Her body was on fire, which was different from when he canoodled her on the bed. Anya felt like leaving the snowy mountains and jumping into the oven, yet craving both cold and the fire.

Her shoulders jumped faintly when she heard a beep elevator. She blinked, trying to recollect herself, and looked behind her. The conscious bald man was still sitting there and recalled Senon.

Her eyes widened before burying herself in Alvin's arms. Not for a hug, she pinched his waist and murmured, "There is a camera in the elevator." She was embarrassed, as she pointed to her ear where Bluetooth was present.

Alvin shrugged as he cupped her face to look at him. Although he hated to say it, he did, "Little Donut, don't resign because of a disappointment. Don't resign from the unwanted incident that occurred. Do what you love. You will have no regrets."

Her confidence, and her vigor while doing this work wouldn't be there for being a professor for some students. She was made to slay and he was ready to support her.

Anya smiled hearing him, it was true she loved her job. But the same job was going to put Alvin worry every day. Nevertheless, she felt her heart swell with warmth hearing him.

Alvin looked at her pretty dimples and his attention shifted when cold fingers glided up his face. His Little Donut was testing his self-control now.

Anya cupped his face. Her eyes closed as she went close to his face. Her lips touched his lips before she snapped out, widening her eyes. "I need to complete the work." She got away from his arms and looked at the number on the display. She clicked on the eleven and the elevator started moving.

Not bad, his Little Donut was now initiating the kiss. Alvin let out a hearty chuckle seeing her fanning herself in the autumn. His way of warming up was indeed effective.

Anya flushed and punched his stomach. She quickly tried to change the subject "What are you doing here?"

Alvin didn't hide from her as he rubbed her cold fingers, "I bought LN."

Anya wasn't surprised. She wouldn't be stunned even if she gets to know Alvin bought the massive Matthews Industries. Her attention was on something else. She looked at her hands between his, 'Is he warming up my cold fingers?' She was feeling somewhere else warm.

Her eyes faintly widened before returning to the LN topic. If she knew he bought the brand, she could have bossily entered the venue. She awkwardly scratched her head, "I guess I disrupted your show."

Alvin nodded as if pondering something. "Well, you are the Showstopper." He didn't care about the show.

Anya giggled like a little girl being complimented.

'Ting.'

She quickly planted a kiss on his cheek and waved her hand, "You carry on, I will call you later." She grabbed the bald man's hand and dragged him out of the elevator.

Alvin: "..."

He followed her, holding another hand of the bald man and dragging the weight on his own.

Anya: "..."

Both reached in front of a room. Anya fished for the room keycard and found two. She unlocked the first room and threw the man inside as the cops will have to check the room.

After a quick look-through of the suite, she went to the next room and unlocked the door. A rush of smokey air welcomed her and Alvin. Both furrowed, it was smoke of drugs.

"Senon, the drug party in suite 1302. Arrange for the cops to raid the hotel now." She instructed and caught Alvin's hand when he tried to enter the room.

[Noted] Senon responded.

Pressing his lips to a thin line, Alvin looked at Anya and inside the suite. There was a bit of hesitation when he pointed inside, "I will take those two out." He wasn't sure whether she would allow him for it.

Anya looked inside to the spot where he pointed. A teenage girl was lying on the couch in the most unladylike way. Her one leg was on the headrest and another one on the floor, with her head on the armrest. Upon that, she was wearing a skirt that was showing her innerwear.

In the smoke, she failed to recognize the girl and looked at another teenager who was sitting on the floor, with his head on the couch.

Anya's eyes widened, "They are…" Janet's children, Alvin's stepbrother, and stepsister.