His Devious Rule

Alvin stood behind Anya in front of a full-length mirror. Unlike the cold, dominating, they looked chic and mysterious.

Anya watched her husband in a tailored fitted suit. He was wearing a plain white shirt and buttoned it up fully to support a royal blue tie he was wearing. On top of the shirt, he was wearing a sleek deep v-line vest with classic five buttons. He buttoned his blazer, causing the vest to remain hidden.

The brown cashmere blazer fitted him like a glove giving the suit a stylish casual look. The white pocket square was extra to his elegant look. He had paired them with tan shoes creating a perfect balance with his outfit. To top it all off he completed the look with a tasteful silver-toned wristwatch and cufflinks.

Anya wore her wristwatch gazing back at his stunning face. Alvin held her wavy hair and dipped his head. She flinched when his lips gently sucked her skin behind her ear.

Their eyes sizzled when they met in the reflection of the mirror. Anya wanted to ask him to stop or else she might end up ruining her lipstick. She blamed the intense silence between them that was making her crave a kiss. Or was it his gaze?

The corner of his lips slightly arched watching her eyes right into his. She doesn't shy away. Rather she looks into his eyes, may it be anticipation or nervousness.

He damn so wanted to press her against the same mirror and kiss her senseless but stayed cool, watching her amazing look for the event. He whispered in her ear as he straightened his back, "I have something for you."

'Oh,' She was silently following him when he sat on the couch and tugged her on his lap. Before she could say something, she saw him open a small brocade box and it had two rings.

If his ring was a finger band with small diamonds at the corners of the ring, her ring had a big diamond sparkling like a bright star. The small diamonds were designed to make it look like a snowflake.

Anya's eyes sparkled. According to the forecast, they were going to have the first snow of the year, the first snow after they were together, and the first snow after their marriage. A good way to commemorate and remember.

Alvin slid the ring to her ring finger and watched it on her slender fingers. Ean was the one who had taken an appointment for him to choose the rings for them. He hadn't given it much thought until he realized she was going to wear the ring of his name.

This ring caught his attention as it reminded him of the mother and son who were excited in the morning for the first snow of the year. So here it was.

Anya watched the ring. To be honest, she never thought of a ring or how big or small of a diamond she wanted. Looking at it, she did like it, however, her work doesn't permit her to wear it every day. She will lose the diamonds.

Before she could voice it, she felt cold metal on her collarbone as it slid down. Alvin took a few seconds to figure out how to open the tiny hook and lock the ends while Anya patiently waited.

Anya looked at the pendant which was a ring. It was like a band with fine hollow cuts for a beautiful vine design. "That's when you go to catch the criminals." Alvin had seen her so many days and knew she prefers simple and he was aware of her job. So he made sure to pick an optional one.

Anya chuckled. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she hugged him, cheek to cheek. "So considerate." If it was previous Alvin, he would have demanded her to wear the chunky diamond ring.

Alvin: "..."

What was he? A kid? His wife has a long way to learn how to coddle him like a wife.

Anya got up from his lap but Alvin tugged her back on his lap. Suddenly his expression was a bit cold and his tone oppressing, "You aren't touching alcohol today."

Not because he couldn't handle the craziness of his drunk wife. Some people tried to hurt him and Zane. They might hurt his wife too.

Anya bit her tongue hearing alcohol and tried to pretend like she remembers nothing from the previous night. But Alvin caught her reaction. "Pervert." He deduced she wasn't grumpy in the morning but appalled and awkward.

Alvin was right. When Anya had gone to the walk-in closet after showering in Alvin's room…Correction, their bedroom, she had seen their night suits everywhere on the floor.

That's when she recalled, that she hadn't let Alvin wear his night suit because she found all her night dress unsightly and whatever Alvin was wearing looked amazing.

After being robbed by a few sets of night suits, Alvin had to negotiate with her for the pants and she shamelessly wore his shirt in front of him. She couldn't believe that she could be so bizarre when drunk.

Instead of avoiding him again like in the morning, Anya probed, "Alvin…" Her voice trailed as her gaze swept down to his body, "We should negotiate again." She wasn't sober the previous night. She wants to hear him coax her.

Alvin imagined himself shirtless and Anya pant-less. More than himself, he wasn't ready to let her go out in just his shirt. "No." He made her stand and went to the overcoat clothing rack.

Anya grabbed his ring from the box. She followed him and teased, "It would be fun." She slid the ring to his finger and grinned at him, "Tie without collar, vest without shirt…"

,m Alvin: "…"

When he imagined it, he was completely topless, but his Little Donut was having kinky thoughts of a tie without a shirt. Nevertheless, he knew his Goofball didn't even know what her words meant.

"Sure…" He agreed, "We will try that in our bedroom." He flung the beige overcoat and secured it on her shoulder. He wore the dark brown overcoat, hearing her giggling without understanding him.

Cupping her beautiful face, he repeated, "If you get bored, inform me." He will get a reason to flee from the tiresome businessmen party.

Anya nodded in agreement as she pecked on his lips. Then she added mischievously, "No worries, I will imagine you in a tie without a shirt and keep myself entertained."

Alvin: "…"

His wife is a pervert but she had no idea about it.

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At the large hall of the Skylark building,

The whole hall was decorated in white, and blue in a formal composition by adding bling to it.

As the time approached, the guests were finding themselves shocked looking at most of the top business company heads attending the event after ditching all their work.

The business party that usually talks about cooperation between companies, was busy discussing who could be the owner of the Skylark.

Many gasped when Casper entered the hall. He was the most unexpected person at the conference. Casper didn't have to socialize and spread his network. Others will find him. So expectation on the Skylark was breaking through the roof.

Some were holding a glass of juice and some were with champagne, they formed many groups and talked.

When the guests' entry door of the hall closed, everyone checked the time. It was time for the event to start. So everyone held their breath.

That main tall double door opened grabbing everyone's attention. Ean in an Olive green suit stood in the center. The cut on his cheekbone was hidden under the light layer of the makeup. He looked officious and dashing.

The room was standing still looking at Ean Watson. Many didn't recognize him as he wasn't well known in the business world of Narnia. They were considering him as a guest but  gasped when Ean stepped on the dais. The buzzing started in the hall, discussing if he was the founder.

The screen that was showing the logo of Skylark changed and displayed Ean's magazine-worthy picture with his name, [Ean Watson]

Everyone was wide-eyed looking at Ean, his father, and his brother down the stage. They couldn't believe the Watsons were so huge.

Ean was loving his magnific entry and introduction. However, something on the screen caught his eyes. [Ean Watson, CEO of Skylark.]

Even Ean was stunned for a moment. Wasn't he vice president? And Alvin was President and acting CEO?

He looked at his secretary who smiled, indicating it wasn't a mistake. Instead of getting happy, Ean cursed Alvin in his mind, 'That goon escaping work to romance his wife. Is he expecting me to die alone? A**hole.'

'Achoo…' Somewhere in the car.

The shock returned to curiosity and anticipation. If Ean was a CEO, who is the founder? The Watsons? The mystery was killing them.