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

In a vast, warm-toned bedroom, only a bedside lamp was flickering. Elder Harmon was reading a book leaning on the headboard of the bed. It became a ritual for him from the time Leon started to keep him under house arrest.

He liked his life in Rivas mansion. Everyone would do their work and meet in the evening. They chat, laugh, and have dinner. There was no flaw in their hospitality. Jordan always found one or the other thing to keep him busy all day. It wasn't a waste of time. They would go stroll in the estate, do some fieldwork with others. There was a fulfillment for doing something useful when going to bed.

How much ever his new life felt good, he knew he was a guest and he had his family. So at the end of the day, he couldn't help worrying about his family. His family is affected by his own grandson. Yet, he was in no state to protect others or handle Leon. Hence he still needed a book to distract him.

The Priority