His Devious Rule

It was the first coldest morning of the year in the capital of Narnia. Anya woke up and groggily blinked her eyes. A soft smile appeared on her face imagining how the Oasis estate would look covered in the snow.

'It would be breathtaking.' She thought, eager to check out the view with her darling son.

However, that smile didn't last long when reality struck. The corners of her lips fell, demotivated due to her job in jeopardy.

If there was an external problem or her physical fitness is being questioned, she could have solved the problem or trained hard to qualify.

What could she do if it's her mental health?

She wasn't even sure if her PTSD was always there or recurred after she got with Alvin. She wasn't blaming him but herself for not taking care of herself. Grumbling to herself, she shut her eyes and refused to get up from the bed.

To find her solace, her right hand reached out to her son who seemed to be sleeping. She didn't want to disturb his sleep.

Flipping left, she searched for Alvin but didn't find him. Displeased, she grabbed the pillow and threw it on the floor without opening her eyes.

Alvin: "..."

He watched her bury herself under the duvet. Was she angry or upset for not finding him next to her?

From the time she spoke with Jason, Alvin had noticed her sighing repeatedly while lost in her thoughts. He wished he could have found that man and buried him in the ground. Anyway, he focused on her habit of suffering alone which hadn't stopped yet.

Sitting on the bed, he pulled the duvet down her face to stop her from suffocating herself. Anya whined and pulled it back. When it repeated, "Little Donut..." His voice sounded like a warning.

"Shh..." Anya shushed him pointing at Zane.

Alvin looked at his little enemy who had crawled back to their bed in the night and cuddled his Little Donut all night. Scooping her into his arms, he went to the bathroom while Anya stopped herself from squeaking.

He made her sit on the floating counter next to the wash bowl wondering if she would tell him or avoid him again. He helplessly watched her wrapping her limbs around him and snuggling against his chest.  "Why are you sulking?"

Was her bad mood so evident? Anya pouted. Yes, she was sulking without saying anything. "Alvin..." She continued after hearing his hum in response, "Will you like it if I become a homemaker?"

Homemaker!? She was one, wasn't she? Wherever she goes, it will become his and the little brat's home.

Was she talking about being a housewife? Right, there was some problem with her job. Alvin patiently waited for her to speak.

Anya yawned while waiting for his response. Thinking he didn't understand it, she pictured life without her career and explained it to him.

"I will work out with you in the morning. Make breakfast for us. I will drop Zane to school and you at Skylark. Then I will cook a tasty lunch and bring it to you. We will eat together.

Then I will pick Zane, return home, help Zane with school work and prepare a yummy dinner. You should be home for dinner, followed by some small family time, then repeat." Anya hummed for a few seconds and added, "We will hang out on weekends."

Alvin had learned her job in her mission of PSR. He was cent percent sure Anya couldn't live the life she just narrated. She will go crazy. "Do you think you could live that monotonous life?"

Anya opened her eyes and blinked. Her mother always told her being a homemaker was the toughest job. Everyone would get busy with their life, while the homemaker will have to dedicate her whole life to her family. One needs to have a strong determination and emotional balance to do the same thing every day.

She knew Catalina was often feeling lonely when she was going to school and Dennis at work. Hence Catalina had hobbies and turned them into a small business.

Anya never had time for cultivating any hobby. Imagining Zane being busy with his school and friends as he grows up and Alvin wrapped in meetings of the company, she shook her head in response to his question. She wanted them and wished to live her life.

Alvin pulled her away to stop her from burying her face in his jacket. He wondered how she survived everything alone for so many years. He threatened her, "Shall I find your 'Chief' or are you going to tell me what happened?"

Anya pulled a long face when she heard him. She didn't like his threat that was working on her as she didn't want to trouble Jason who had to listen to others because of her.

She briefed how cyber security always finds a way to dissolve Team Ace and picked on her as soon as they got another chance. Of course, she didn't dare to tell him the names of the people who picked on her.

Anya was expecting him to sweetly coax her and hug her but Alvin flicked hard on her forehead, "Goofball if I don't see you in the gym in ten minutes..."

Rubbing her forehead, Anya narrowed her eyes at the man who was about to threaten her again.

Was this man serious? Did he ask about it to hit her? Anya was baffled.

Alvin snickered. He knew where to pull the strings, "I will tell your darling son that his mommy is giving up easily." He could say she abandoned hope without even trying to know if she could save the situation.

Anya jumped off the counter and followed him. She teaches Zane that they shouldn't give up and she couldn't be a bad example. "If you dare tell him that, I-I will forget you are my husband." She threatened him back.

His wife didn't even know to threaten him. "9 minutes, 50 seconds." He pointed his sports watch to her and walked out of the bathroom.

Anyway, he came back to the door and leaned on the door frame as he crossed his arms. He had a playful smirk on his face as his eyes went from her eyes to her toes, "Officer Owen, need help?"

Anya scoffed and strode into the walk-in closet, "Pervert." Here she was worried about her job and he was in the mood to play with her.

Alvin sighed as he left the bedroom and dialed Rob. He instructed as soon as the call was answered, "Find out the clinical condition of the mental health required for the special secret service officer." He ended the call after Rob responded.

The cops and doctors are prone to mental disorders such as depression, anxiety, and PTSD. Yet they are eligible to work.

Anya's PTSD concerns her personal life. He didn't think it would affect her job. So he wanted to find out what was on the papers before speaking with any professional.

Alvin worked out in the gym constantly earning dirty glares from his wife.

Anya heard her mobile ringing on a bench. She answered it on speaker while continuing to work out, "Good morning, Mom. I saw your..." Anya paused hearing the commotion on the other end.

It was too early for her parents to go out in the crowd. She let go of the weights and grabbed her mobile. "Mom, where are you?" There was a hint of anxiousness in her tone.

[Annie....] It was the struggling voice of Catalina, [Annie, can you hear me?] Then Catalina's restrained voice had an annoyance, [Can't you see I have called Anya?]

Followed by it, Anya heard a male voice she didn't know, [Ask her to come soon.]

Anya couldn't believe Gianna, Cordelia, and Casper. They could do anything to achieve their goal. So she started to worry that she implicated her parents again.

"Mom, who is that? Where are you? Where is Dad?" Anya asked one after the other without understanding what was happening at her parents' end.

Alvin, who heard the call, quickly called Rob to reach out to the men he appointed to keep an eye on Dennis and Catalina's safety.

[Annie... Argh, Annie, could you come home? Hello?]

"Mom... Mom..." Alarmed, Anya looked at Alvin who took her out of the gym as he instructed his men to prepare the car and private jet.

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