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

If Zelda doesn't eat cheese, then what was cheese doing in the refrigerator. They wouldn't have bought cheese for only Sophia, right?

Keeping the spoon back to the bowl, Aarvi looked disappointed but Aaron could feel the slyness hiding behind that expression. He couldn't blame his wife when his grandmother was the one who started throwing a fit of temper.

"I am sorry, Elder Madam. What kind of soup do you prefer then? I will be careful next time." then she asked, "How about sweet-sour soup? Or a tomato?"

Zelda glanced at the girl who was being polite. She doubted if Aarvi truly knew how to cook so many types. Thinking of it, the soup on the table indeed looked appetizing while Aarvi served it to Sophia and Aaron.

"Never mind, I will adjust." She scoffed. She thought Aarvi was going to serve soup to her feeling glad but Aarvi didn't.

Aaron shook his head resignedly. None fails to fall into his wife's trap.

People Need a Reason