His Devious Rule

In the study room of the Oasis mansion,

Zane sat to do his homework when Anya was taken away from her son. Alvin sat on the couch. Placing his elbow on the backrest, he leaned his head on his fist when he turned to face Anya.

Anya still had the pout. She wanted to learn a method that could yield a cent percent result on Alvin. If seduction or acting cute doesn\'t work on him, what else could work?

Threatening? It would infuriate Alvin. Anya shook her head in her mind to get rid of that option.

White lotus? Her body shook at the thought of acting innocent and saccharine. When she was disgusted by it, how could she use it on Alvin?

\'Sweet little girlfriend!?\' Her eyes twinkled at the thought. She decided to use it, forgetting she could directly talk to him.

Her face was like a mirror to her thoughts. He watched her pondering many ideas to talk to him. She started slowly squatting towards him, a bit embarrassed, yet excited about her new adventure.

This time, he played along, he reached out, held her waist, and tugged her as close as she could sit next to him on the couch. His fingers itched to pull her small frame further close to his arms but held back. He will see what she was up to. "Start."

Anya chewed her lower lip nervously as she fiddled with his fingers. He might get angry or even stop talking to her like a grumpy child, so she had to brace her heart.

\'Ahem,\' Clearing her throat, Anya broke the first bomb, "I want to become Dean of Imperial University." Then she squeezed her eyes, clutching his thumb as though he was going to shout at her.

From a girl to small wishes to something she wasn\'t qualified to become. Alvin watched the little woman with a big dream.

Wasn\'t she considering becoming an assistant professor and studying further?

She either asks nothing or asks something which couldn\'t be easy to get. Just like adopting Angela.

\'Dean of Imperial University,\' Alvin wasn\'t angry. After all, he could use power and influence to get her what she wanted.

"Did you challenge Gianna Sallow?" He asked and saw her body relax in a bit of surprise.

Anya shook her head as she turned to him. "I want to break her pride." She wouldn\'t mind somebody else becoming the dean.

Gianna Sallow was proud of her work, taking it away is like snatching the sun from the bright sky and the moon from the dark sky. Alvin didn\'t care what Gianna would go through, he focused on Anya.

"With your capability?" He asked about her plan. Anya Owen, he knows earns what she wants. She wouldn\'t be uncomfortable if she gets by ill means.

Anya wasn\'t a fool. She was completely aware neither her qualification nor her experience was enough to become a dean at the university. However, she could fight for the position if there is hope or she will force Gianna to step down and put a different person on the seat. "When Gianna Sallow became dean of the university, she was a noob too. She learned and worked. I could also give it a try."

She will have to be strong enough to endure the mockery until she proves her worth. "I am confident to give my best to the position."

A faint sigh left Alvin\'s lips. The problem is Gianna is shrewd. The day she realized Casper had a nightstand and resulted in a baby, she started strengthening her position. Even if Casper tried to remove her, it would be hard.

Gianna wasn\'t merely working at the university, she had control over administration, education staff, and also students. She could encourage the students to protest against Anya or anybody who forcefully takes her position. Gianna could take the position by hook or by crook.

Alvin brushed his finger over her straight nose. He didn\'t respond and asked next, "What were you saying in the outlet?"

By the end of his words, he saw her determination change to sheepishness as she shrunk into the couch. It wasn\'t shyness due to an act of cute but embarrassment for something stupidity.

"I was thinking…" She trailed the words, considering running away from his reach. Anyway, she blurted out swiftly, "We should show off our happiness." She looked away and bit her tongue.

Alvin realized he heard her right in the outlet. His simple little donut wanted to make people envious. He guessed it was especially for Gianna who could live peacefully if he is happy. So Anya\'s plan was actually to see him happy.

That was a bit… weird. He was living so far, that he never bothered whether it was happy or gloomy or suffocating.

He tugged her close. Her shoulder pressed against his chest as she leaned away from Alvin whose breath was falling on her ears. He asked in a low, seductive voice, "You should make me happy first."

Anya flinched at his warm breath on her ears. She felt her face turn hot hearing his tantalizing voice. She expected him to laugh at her, but why did his words have a different meaning?

Forcing herself to think straight, she looked at him as she leaned back, watching playfulness in his eyes and a set smirk on his handsome face. It\'s a sin to look so good.

"Oh…" It was barely a whisper. Instead of assuming and doing something stupid, she asked him directly, "How to make you happy then?"

Even if her lips said something opposite to her mind, he could see her cheeks promptly answering him. "Why don\'t you ask your friend?" Loudmouth was an expert in fetching the real meaning of such words and telling her friend. He imagined Anya trying to make him \'Happy.\'

Anya frowned. Krystle\'s plan didn\'t work on Alvin so she didn\'t want to do something else and fail again, "Why will she know how to make YOU happy?"

Right, she had a point. His Goofball should know how to make him happy rather than learning stupid things from others.

Anya arched back when he came closer and caught her lips. Her eyes were wide trying to process why he was kissing her when they were talking about important things.

His lips tenderly kissed her lips causing her eyes to flutter and fall on the couch. He repeated, melting her under him.

He considered what makes him happy. Being with her is like relief and warmth bracing him. That was something he never felt with anybody. Seeing his Goofball make a fool of herself was funny.

Then happy? The images of her smiles, laughter, her winsome dimples, and her innocent hugs appeared like a reel in his mind. He found out what makes him happy.

Her happiness.

A sweet sigh slipped her lips when he kissed her so tenderly, that was making her thoughts mushy and lose to the warmth of his arms.

The leftover sanity kicked in and she pulled his face away holding it between her palms. A faint groan in protest sounded from his throat but he obliged, yet the one in trance was her.

She wanted the same feeling back but she didn\'t complete it yet. Her toes curled tight, forcing her to be sane, "And… Could we visit the Matthews mansion occasionally?" She had no intention of asking Alvin to take his part of shares or assets. Their visit to the Matthews mansion was enough to panic Gianna and take away her peace.

Alvin barely heard her words. He just wanted to kiss her and capture her lips when she ended her words. This time his lips claimed her possessively. He pried her lips open and entered her sweet mouth.

Throwing her sanity, she moaned at his passionate kiss. Her tongue rolled over with his and sucked his tongue. A sonorous groan sounded from his chest that pressed against her soft peaks. He pressed on her lips firmly and swirled their tongues.

Her hands acted on their accord. One wrapped around his neck and another dug in his hair, pulling him hard. The fire started to pool as her muscles clenched between her legs.

A breathless moan tumbled her lips when his large palm squeezed her waist. It threateningly moved close to her breast. Her body tensed as a shiver ran down her spine in anticipation and nervousness.