Beauty in Black

Aarvi's eyes darkened under her sunglasses looking at Aeon's puzzled face. A few images of her past flashed in her mind trembling her inner self but she stood there unperturbed.

She really wanted to ask him about the past, 'How could you turn a blind eye seeing me laying in a pool of blood?' If it was three years back, she really would have asked and believed him naively but not now.

A hint of moisture in her eyes dried up. She was revolted by her own thoughts and was even disgusted to see his face. Her voice sounded resolute, "No. I don't keep contact with just anybody."

She didn't lie, Aarvi Evans never kept contact with such people. She was only back to teach them. Then she walked out of the race track and she eventually went out of the indoor area leaving Aeon baffled.

He is Aeon Harmon who always got everyone's attention and he ranks high in the social circle that everyone wants to be in contact with.

A lady reached Aeon and asked curiously, "Baby, who is she?"

Aeon's face turned gentle hearing the voice. He wrapped his hand around her shoulder guiding her out of the race tracks, "Sweetheart! She is nobody."

Mia Craft, Aeon's childhood friend and currently his girlfriend. She loved him dearly from a very young age. It's been a year and they are in a smooth sailing relationship.

Aeon pulled a chair for her to sit and dialed his assistant's number. He asked right after hearing the voice from the other end, "Who gave permission to the PR department for updating baseless news?"

His officious voice was intimidating.

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Inside the Black SSC Tuatara, Aarvi threw her gloves on the shotgun seat as her lips arced beautifully.

Two hours earlier,

After buying a new phone, she dialed a string of numbers to order a person to release the news stating Amiah Entertainment is collaborating with her company on Amiah's website.

Amiah Entertainment wasn't at the stage to act recklessly especially in front of Skylar International.

So Aarvi gave him a taste of success by a piece of small fake news. If news of Amiah isn't collaborating with Skylar goes out, Aeon couldn't save his company unless Harmon Groups helps him.

From the information she had, Aarvi was sure he would wait to see how Skylar will handle the news.

If Skylar takes an extreme step against them, other than requesting her, he has no choice unless he drops his pride to stand in front of his elder brother unwillingly and obey all his orders.

Like many wealthy families, the Harmon family had many untold secrets and dirty truths buried in their mansion tightly for years displaying idealism to the world. And Aarvi is prepared to bring it all out one by one and destroy them.

...

Aarvi saw Aeon helping Mia like a gentle and caring boyfriend, 'Is it so easy to move on from one relationship to another?'

She wasn't really curious, it was just passing by thought. She had no interest in the second relationship after her first relationship delivered her to deathbed.

The Maserati drove out of the club. 'Aeon Harmon, see you soon.'

She pressed on the start button and heard her mobile beep. Sliding her finger on the screen, she read the message from a string of known numbers.

[Dad is at home to dine. Come home soon.]

Keeping her new mobile to update the contact list, she drove her sports car out.

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At Harmon Mansion

Leon Harmon stood in his study at the floor to ceiling window watching the lake. His voice was emotionless and unyielding speaking over a call.

"... Push all the work aside and find that girl. A girl saving my brother doesn't make sense. Something isn't fitting in. I want every detail about her. Am I clear?" Hearing the response, Leon threw his Bluetooth earbuds on the couch.

A few minutes back, Sean excitedly spoke about the girl who saved him. Leon understood Sean wasn't just attracted that could be cleared by one night. His adoration and admiration were just like Aeon's first love.

Aeon's first love or Sean's first love, first love, or Nth love, Leon will not allow it to be successful at any cost.

Since Aeon's current girlfriend is the one he chose for Aeon, he had no objection. Mia Craft is the daughter of Leon's best friend who was from an affluent family.

Hate to be controlled by him, Leon had only one choice now. Close the matter in secret and keep the random girls away from the Harmon family.

He was in deep thought, a pair of slender pale hands wrapped around him from behind. A kiss landed on his back of the shoulder and the woman spoke coquettishly pressing her curves on him.

"Brother-in-law, I am so bored. I want to go to Hawaii. Will you join me? You can say it as a business trip to others."

Leon didn't seem to mind her getting physically intimate with him. He stood there gazing at her while she kissed, bit, and teased to seduce him.

Tara Lane, the younger sister of Eliza Lane, a successful actress by profession. Twenty-six, her age is the same as Aeon. Five years younger than Leon.

Tara always liked how strong and domineering her brother in law was. When she realized he was interested in her too, she advanced and slept with him which repeated thereafter without anybody's known from seven years.

In the living hall of the mansion, Aeon reached the mansion to check on his younger brother who was chanting 'Beauty in Black' for half a day.

Sean got another outlet to boost his 'Beauty in Black', "Bro, why are you so late? I have such an important thing to tell you. Your younger brother finally found his love of life. You will not believe how amazing she looks. You don't have a single celebrity that beautiful..."

Aeon greeted Eliza and his grandfather from his place hearing Sean going on and on.

"Woah Woah Woah, cool down, hero. You don't even know her and you are planning the number of kids."

Eliza and Aeon laughed with Old master Harmon witnessing Sean's excitement forgetting his own celebration party.

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At Waterfront villa

Aarvi entered inside silently. Catching a glimpse of the man in the open European style gourmet kitchen, she couldn't help but check inside.

Wearing a casual shirt, sleeves were rolled up showing off the muscular forearms while his hands were effortlessly and effectively cooking like a master chef.

His fair collarbones were peeking between his three unfastened buttons undermining the honor hot. His brows slightly arced up sprinkling seasoning to the salad bowl with his full attention as if handling a great piece of art.

His features were sharp and striking to the eyes as if a high-quality jade was patiently crafted by experts. His looks could put a Greek god at the shame.

The man raised his head and caught the ogling eyes of Aarvi who gulped a few times.