Munchkin_2

'Each betrayal begins with trust' 
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‘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.

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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.

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The Traps of Black Swan

After being cool and calming Aarvi, Aaron had reached his office indifferently. But he hadn't expected the bouquet of tiffany roses were enough to shatter his impassiveness.

While Milo Wen continued to report some updates and the schedules of his meeting, Aaron was just present physically grazing his fingers on the soft roses while he was in the memory of the kiss.

The softness of rose petals failed to bring him out of reverie while his fingers craved to feel Aarvi's soft bouncy cheeks.

Milo Wen waited for more than five minutes for any instruction, before calling, "President Rivas?"

The seconds ticked by but didn't earn any response.

Milo Wen wanted to poke but he didn't. He went around and faced Aaron who was looking at roses, however, he was pleasantly lost in thoughts looking at the gentleness on his face.

Dead or Alive