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

Dax didn't bother coaxing Tia. He bent and went inside the car. Tia gasped in shock, staring at Dax forgetting her panic.

Dax easily unbuckled the seat belt she was clutching for her dear life. Encircling his arm around her waist, he smoothly pulled her out, carefully protecting her head from bumping into the door frame of the car.

Tia was frozen staring at Dax when the cameras continued to flicker at them. The reporters hadn't expected Dax to enter the venue with his girlfriend. They were clicking pictures trying to guess who she could be.

A man who was standing aside to help the guests pulled the hem of the long skirt out of the car and arranged it on the ground before standing away.

Meanwhile, "Would you like to be carried inside?" Dax questioned when Tia didn't leave her weight on her foot. If he unwraps his hand, he was sure she will wobble to the ground.

Flying Finger