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The Traps of Black Swan

'Each betrayal begins with trust' ~~~ ‘Endure a while’ was what her grandfather said. She endured the curses. She endured the pain. She endured the unfairness. She endured the behest. She endured the down heart. She endured many things but what did she get in return?  Betrayal from her own people. ‘This cruel world is not for innocents.’ She had to learn it forcefully laying on the deathbed wishing to leave the world forever. But fate plays cruelly. Now she is back to the same world to stand strong and smile at the evil. --- Excerpt: Aarvi Evans typed a message shamelessly on her mobile, [I need a kiss.] Her lips tugged to a rare mischievous curve clicking on the send button. It wasn’t even fifteen minutes, her mobile went off. She walked out of the private room of the restaurant and answered the call, “Hel…” She was suddenly yanked to the opposite private room. Before she could absorb the situation, the door was shut, she was pinned to the wall and a pair of thin soft lips pressed on her forehead calming her nerves. ‘How naive!’ She hadn’t thought he would actually ignore his client just to give her a kiss. A kiss! Aaron Rivas would have called her naive if he could hear her thoughts. The next second, Aarvi’s petite face was showered with gentle pecks without leaving an inch unattended. Aaron paused and said, “Cupcake! you hadn’t mentioned where you needed the kiss.” He didn't let her react and locked her lips. --- This is an original story. Thank you ^_^ for giving it a try. DISCORD: Munchkin_2#7368 Story DISCORD: https://discord.gg/QhhXXWq Ko-fi: ko-fi.com/munchkin_2 Instagram: auth_munchkin Linktree: https://linktr.ee/munchkin *Credit to the real owner of the novel cover photo.

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In the study room, Rivas mansion

Aarvi had already taken a peek at this room when she was with Aaron. Unlike the vintage-styled study room with a library that had an entrance from upstairs, this was more like an office room in the home. It was modern with a touch of royal luxuriousness.

The chair behind the off-white wooden desk looked like a throne chair against a black semi-matte finish wall. One side of the wall had a bookshelf and opposite to it had a window for the daylight and fresh air lighting the room. The two armchairs at the window were separated by a coffee table. The room gave off cold and officious air.

Jordan sat on the chair behind the desk and instructed her in a neutral tone, "Close the door."

Aarvi pushed the door shut without making a single noise. She didn't go to the couch but stood opposite Jordan on the other end of the desk. Since he was the one who invited her for a talk, she didn't initiate it but stood gazing back at his eyes.

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