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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.

Munchkin_2 · Urbano
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Picking on His Cupcake

In the morning, in Luxembourg,

Aaron inhaled deeply, tightening his arm around the little frame who was showering with soft gentle pecks on his face. His lips were threatening to arc, he let out a low throaty groan, satisfied with the way she was waking him up.

Did the Sunrise from the west? She wasn't biting him to wake up.

Aarvi gasped when he pulled her on top of him, resting her head on his shoulder, wrapping both his arms, tight and warm around her.

Drawing his scent in, Aarvi unknowingly craved nuzzling his neck, probably even taste. When she almost thought he went back to sleep, his arms moved. One hand further tightened around her, another one reached for her face.

Brushing his fingers on her face, he wished in a groggy deep voice, planted a kiss on her head, "Good Morning, Cupcake."

Closing her eyes, Aarvi was enjoying his tender caress on her face when she smiled against his hand, "Good morning, Ronron."