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 had asked her team to look and search for any clue who she was hanging out in a cafe nearby her school about eight to nine years ago.

Since they didn't have much to do after the morning, they had searched and called her immediately. Since she didn't answer the call, they sent her the pictures.

Those pictures weren't only going to leave her sleepless but that left them restless. They hoped everything would be alright after she sees it.

Aarvi read the text received to her mobile, [Boss, pictures I got from your school days near the cafe.]

She clicked on the two pictures and felt her heart freeze, her eyes sting. Her hands trembled itching to break the mobile. She didn't want the mobile to be destroyed but pictures.

In the picture, she was a young teenager of age thirteen wearing a school uniform and was sweetly smiling at a young man holding a cupcake in her hand. His half face was captured in the picture.

The Spark