Chapter 322 His Queen

Saturday morning, on the day of the inauguration,

Anya groaned at the throbbing headache. She remembered Krystle luring her to drink saying Alvin was there to take care of her. After that Krystle didn't say a word, she drank and danced as if there was no tomorrow.

A muscular arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her behind. Without opening her eyes, Anya flipped on the bed and snuggled into his arms, inhaling Alvin's woody masculine scent. She had missed cuddling her bed warmer.

She felt her hand glide on toned muscles over the smooth skin. She could feel it faintly rise and fall.

'A bare chest? Argh… Am I still drunk?' Anya thought to herself and snuggled closer in his arms as her hand went around Alvin's waist.

Anya: "…"

What is wrong with her? Why was she picturing Alvin naked next to her?

'Naked?' Anya gasped, pulling herself away from Alvin. His gorgeous sleeping face welcomed her eyes, starting her morning. Controlling her urge to kiss her husband, her eyes went down to his bare shoulders.

Anya whimpered to herself. He always wore his complete night suit to bed whenever they cuddled to sleep. Why was he naked under the duvet?

She lifted the duvet over her. She was wearing Alvin's nightshirt and… She uneasily pulled the hems of the shirt down. She wasn't wearing pants.

Her mind couldn't stop from running wild. Did he take advantage of her drunk state? She wanted to cry but couldn't. She doubted if she seduced him. They were already married, she didn't have to act childishly, right? She convinced herself.

Her eyes brushed over the Moroccan-styled bedroom while she forced herself to behave like an adult. Soon, she cried to herself, unable to recall what happened the previous night if they had consummated marriage.

Did she really forget everything?

The first time was painful that she wanted to forget. And she had forgotten a second time that she tried too hard to remember.

"Ahhh…" She whimpered. She had thought she could be a bit careless when she was with Alvin. Now, he was naked under the duvet and she was in his shirt without knowing how they ended up there.

Alvin tightened his arms around her and took a deep breath of her scent. "Woke up?"

Anya wasn't sure what had affected her more. Whether not recalling anything or being taken advantage of when she was drunk.

Getting away from his arms, she got off the bed holding the hem of the shirt. It reached her thighs. So she quickly ran away to her room.

Only after entering the next room did she get to know that the room was changed back to an unoccupied room and all her clothes that were left in the Oasis mansion were missing. Realizing now her room is Alvin's room and vice versa, she returned to Alvin's room.

Alvin yawned, leaning on the bedpost, sitting half naked on the bed. He signaled her to go to him but Anya scoffed, "Shameless man."

Alvin: "…"

What did he do? He was alive handling drunk Anya, it's an achievement. She should reward him.

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In the bathroom, Anya had a silly smile looking at everything in two. A black robe with a white smaller size robe, two toothbrushes, her necessities with his. After a quick shower, she entered the walk-in closet and shook her head helplessly. Everything was well organized from every detail.

Changing to leisure wear, when she went out, she grumpily ignored her husband and went to find her darling son.

...

Zane wrapped his arms around Anya's neck when she was kissing him and pinching his chubby cheek. "Good Morning, Momma." He groggily wished her, sensing she was in a wonderful mood.

Anya loved her morning. Waking up to her hot husband and cuddling her son to wake him up, "Good morning, my baby," Scooping him into her arms, Anya put up a request, "Mommy wants to help you."

Zane yawned, continuing to sleep in her arms, "I'm a big boy, Momma." He murmured.

"Mommy still wants to help you." Anya loved taking care of him and she didn't want him to ever think her attention lowered on him because of Alvin. This was a period, Zane might get sensitive looking at Alvin with her.

Zane opened his eyes and looked at his mother. He always heard the parents asking his classmates to learn to do their work on their own and they were big enough. And here his mother wanted to help him.

"Okay, Mommy will help me wash my hair, pick my outfit and feed me breakfast." He didn't dampen her mood.

Anya got excited when she heard him. "Deal, I will fill the bathtub first." Leaving him on the bed. She sprinted away to the bathroom.

Zane smiled as he continued to sleep on the bed while his father was confused as hell.

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At the breakfast table,

Alvin watched his wife pampering his Little Enemy with all her focus on him. Elder Collins also noticed it. He looked at the newly married couple wondering what could go wrong on the very next day of marriage.

'Oh…' He patted Alvin's shoulder, misunderstanding Anya, "It's alright. You are just married." He got up and patted Alvin's shoulder again, "Reduce your stress and focus on your wife." He left after it.

Alvin: "…"

Did his grandfather think what he understood?

He couldn't believe his grandfather thought he didn't satisfy his wife on the bed. How could he even get a chance when his wife was drunk and obsessed over him all night?

Considering Elder Collins, Alvin deduced the possibility of Anya being moody early in the morning.

Zane looked at his infatuated father who smirked when Anya giggled. With an amused smile, he wished his father, "Congratulations, Chipmunk Monster. You have a great taste." He gave a thumbs up.

Alvin turned to Zane. Was his little enemy congratulating him on the marriage?

When did he become so good? He suspiciously looked at Zane.

Zane meant his words. Looking at Alvin's gaze, a mischievous glint flashed in Zane's eyes. He turned to Anya and sighed, "It's a pity that my mommy didn't make a good choice." He meant to tease his father. He got off the chair and went to the couch smiling to himself.

Alvin slowly breathed to stay calm. His dummy wife was already moody, she would attack him with her paws if he irritated Zane.

Anyway, he didn't take his little enemy's words seriously. Anya would never make a decision without Zane's consent. So Zane definitely knew they were going to get married before anybody else could know.

Alvin also went to the couch to wait for his Little Donut. Glancing at Zane uninterested in the game he was playing, he passed his mobile to his little enemy, opening a new video game. Zane's eyes sparkled looking at the screen. He kept his iPad away and took the mobile to play.

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Fifteen minutes passed,

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. It amuses him how she blends into the situation quickly.

He knew what they were talking about. After knowing they got married, excited Sophie and Oliver, who took care of him when he was young, started sharing about his childhood with Anya without any reservation.

When he was the reason his Little Donut was happy, how could she be grumpy at him?

"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." He didn't say Anya only acts grumpy with the ones she loves.

Alvin: "..."

Alright, he will rack his brain to appease Little Monster... Correction, Little Master and his Devil… The second correction, his Little Donut, his wife, his queen.

Before he could get a chance to romance his wife, Rob arrived, reminding the couple that their sweet morning had to end. Rob whispered in Alvin's ear.

Anya noticed Alvin's expression hardened at Rob's words. Excusing herself, she went to them.

"Prepare the car," Alvin instructed Rob and went to Anya. He cupped her face, "Emergency, I need to go."

Standing on her toes, Anya wrapped her arms around his neck, "Be careful. Anything, drop me a call first." There was a hint of worry in her mellow voice.

He smiled learning that she wasn't angry at him. Although he wanted to keep her in his arms, he was needed somewhere else. He pulled away and kissed her forehead as he hummed in response and left immediately.