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

Aarvi no longer had plans to consult a doctor. She didn't want Aaron to feel she didn't trust him and his treatment. So her priority was to look for Lara before handling Naomi.

She had just reached the reception, the receptionist greeted her, "Miss. Evans." She greeted another receptionist who was attending; a different person faintly smiled at Aarvi with a nod to greet her.

Aarvi asked politely, "May I know the ward number of Lara Dalton?"

"Give me a minute, Ms. Evans. I will check the log." The receptionist respectfully responded before looking at the computer screen.

Before the receptionist could respond, a male voice interrupted, "Excuse me… Ms. Moon?"

Aarvi turned to the source of the voice to see Lara's father who looked worn out but his eyes held the gratitude which wasn't for her but Aaron, "Mr. Dalton…"

Aunt Moon