His Devious Rule

Completely aware of the big trouble she was in, Anya watched outside the car very calmly. The winter early morning was filled with fog, her eyes could hardly penetrate beyond the roads at the sides. The car speed was low due to the same. However, Anya paid no attention to anything.

She played with the microchip that was on her tongue recalling the previous day's incidents. To avoid eyes falling on her, the President hadn't put any guards. She was careful on the road to confirm none were following her.

The little girl in the cold was perfect clickbait. It could only be done by somebody who knew her well. Kyle Reynolds was one of them. Unfortunately, she fell for the bait.

Why do people use children for their shady things? Anya was disgusted by it. She also learned that if she has to be careful, it should also include kids… And old acquaintances too.

She should have just killed that drunk man in self-protection. Shouldn't she?

The trap from the beginning was so flawless that she believed it could be a coincidence. From the club to her house and his fearless eyes for her handgun. Then she didn't kill him because she would be dead with her whole family if anything happened to him. She would never put Zane and her parents in trouble.

As per analysis so far, there were two suspicions, the drunk man aka Alvin Matthews and Kyle Reynolds.

Who is helping Harper Johnsons?

Alvin and his Matthews family are archenemies to the Johnsons. He should keep the information safe instead of stealing away. So what could be his real motive?

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Meanwhile, Kyle tried to pick up a conversation with Anya. She ignored him. She didn't want to be rude. It was unlikely of her. But as the thoughts on the situation increased, her doubts on him rapidly rose. Hence she was getting irritated by hearing his voice.

"It's good that Zane wasn't in town. He would have been terrified if he witnessed everything. He will be safe with your parents…"

He picked the topic that's her most favorite. Her son - Zane. however he didn't know if the person is hateful, no topic could be helpful.

Done with his chatter, Anya slipped the microchip between her gums and cheek so that she wouldn't gulp it even by mistake. "Kyle Reynolds, let me clear myself once again. I am not going to accept you for your persistence. Please drop these acts and behave." She didn't scold him. She was polite. It was the last drop of her patience to his annoying behavior, "We are colleagues, let's keep it that way, please."

Colleagues? Probably at the brink of being called criminals.

Kyle's eyes slightly widened hearing her. Whenever she declined his advances, she always tried to keep it in better words. 'It won't work out,' 'I am not considering any relationships.' and so on. This time she clearly drew the line to put him away. But, he didn't want to give up. He had already accepted her with Zane. He fought with his family to treat Anya nicely and stop arranging any blind dates or arrange a marriage for him.

"Anya..." Kyle seemed to have something to say but fell silent looking at her cold glare. He hung his head down, "I- I'm s…."

Anya's eyes widened in panic, "T-Truck!!!" Anya screamed when she saw a truck rushing towards the car.

Anyway, before she could complete her scream or he could complete his words, there was a loud collision from the side of Kyle.

'Bang'

The speed of the truck threw the car away. The screams erupted without their knowledge.

Kyle wasn't wearing a seatbelt, his head bore a severe blow as soon as the airbags in the car blew up. His body was thrown towards her and his head hit her thigh. Anya jerked violently on the seat as she winced in pain.

As though one attack wasn't enough to shake them off, 'Bang.' The truck started pushing the car away from the road.

Since she had seen the truck, her instincts kicked in immediately amidst her fear. Anya involuntarily held the seat belt tight to make sure it doesn't unfasten even by mistake. She lifted her legs to her seat in case the front seat fell back as she sank, pressing her back and head to the seat to keep her steady.

She wanted to stay awake so that she could escape in an emergency so she started chanting the word that came to her mind, "Z-Zane… Z-zane… Z-zane…" But the fear clawed up her throat so tight she couldn't utter his name clearly.

She clearly witnessed Kyle roll out of the seat and fall. The woman officer on the shogun seat fainted in fear at the first collision. Despite the seatbelt, her body was thrown side to side on her seat. Since the car was high-end, it had all the emergency measures. Kyle was physically hurt, the three were in severe shock due to the collision.

Anya continued to jerk violently when the car was rolling on the street, pushed by the truck. Anya could guess it wasn't an unfortunate incident. It was purely an attack on them. The target was either her and Kyle. She strongly doubted it was her, else the President wouldn't have reached her house personally.

The noise of the collision was so loud that it buried the screams of Kyle. The fear was pulsing through her, she could feel her heart in her throat, it had no bounds, it was shuddering tremendously. She was trembling inside feeling nothing but blind terror. Her stubbornness was keeping her awake, else she would have fainted like the lady officer.

Sometimes it is better to be unconscious than having a traumatizing memory of sitting inside the rolling car crashing by the huge demonic truck. Similarly, if she wasn't unconscious last night, the men who had torn her house apart would have beaten her or even molested her to get the information out of her.

​ She had no idea if she would be able to get out of the car, safe and sound. If she survives, will this nightmarish experience erase?

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