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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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#HEALING
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Emotionally numb

'Three years back.'

'March'

'The abandoned warehouse near the forest at Mocon west'

Aeon felt his stomach twist and turn remembering that night. His hands trembled, breath caught in his throat, and his heart tugged uncontrollably. He had no idea the color had drained from his face and Aarvi's eyes were fixed on him.

His heart slammed against his chest and his head throbbed. He had tortuous nights for a few days after it, remembering just to make him loathe himself a little more.

Feeling the cold piercing gaze, he forced himself to compose and look unperturbed.

Aarvi's face had turned a lot darker. After going through so much, she knew she should never expect a stranger to help her at that time, but she couldn't stop herself thinking every Harmon is a scum.

"I don't know what you are talking about. President Evans, I need to get ready, so please." His hand pointed to the door for her asking her to leave.