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

At Maple Regency, around half past one in the night,

In a vast, modern bedroom, Eliza was leaning on the bed's headboard in deep thought. She had rested for just a few minutes in the car due to drinks, then she was wide awake, remembering everything she had done.

The thought of Leon hurting the Lane family didn't let her take a wink of rest or ease up. If being with Leon is torturous, she was ready to endure it for her parents and sister.

She had already given up hope in her own life. She was ready to sacrifice her livelihood for their well-being.

She got off the bed and rushed out, grabbing her clutch. Alighting the stair, her speed lowered at the magnificently elegant interior of the villa.

Even though she was frightened and restless, somehow, the interior put her heart a bit at ease. Probably it was also because she wasn't at the Harmon mansion. She couldn't stop herself from admiring it as she went downstairs.

The cruel reality