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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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The needs

Other than her parents and the teenager, Aarvi doubted if she had told anybody about the piano. Since Aaron learned it for her, she was able to conclude.

She tilted her head to face him straight and said even softly that it was more like a whisper, feathers on his ear.

"You are the teenager of my dreams." She didn't ask, but her voice carried the certainty and hidden delight.

Aaron looked at her eyes which had returned to the same confidence shining brightly, and her lips had curled to a captivating smile.

'The teenager of my dreams.' Unexpectedly it carried a lot of weight instead of hearing it as 'her past' or 'forgotten teenager.'

Aaron didn't lie or hide this time. He tilted his head to the angle of her head and bumped their foreheads. "I am."

Aarvi wanted to show she was coolheaded hearing it, but she couldn't. She couldn't hold herself and leaped to hug him tight.