The Traps of Black Swan

Aaron cupped Aarvi's face when she was silent for a long time and snuggled with him as though she was trying to merge herself with him.

She smiled facing him, it couldn't be more genuine. Her body had relaxed in his arms, her eyes had arced to beautiful crescents, she had a pink glow and her lips were in a soft attractive smirk.

Rubbing the slightly damp corner of her eyes, "Don't cry. No need to think of the past."

Aarvi: "..."

She had rubbed the dropped tears on his T-shirt but the man still found it. Humming to his words, "I want to tell you something." Her sweet voice was melodic.

Aaron noticed blush creeping up her face so he doubtfully raised his brows while her eyes looked anywhere but his eyes. Her finger circled on his chest and again buried her face on him getting away from his eyes.

'Is she going to profess?' He thought by seeing her all shy.

It's normal to be nervous for the first love confession.

Pulling her away from his embrace, "Let me hear." He acted all cool but failed to hide the excitement away from his eyes. He still craved to hear her profess.

Aarvi didn't want to say it out loud, so she went to his ears to whisper. Aaron's arms naturally wrapped again when she closed up and anticipated for her to utter those three words.

 Her soft voice was barely audible, "We will be late." She grinned when she absolutely knew he was expecting something different.

Aaron: "..."

At this rate, he doubted how long he had to keep expecting and she would play him. 'Such a heartless little woman.'

Aarvi held it in until she faced him and burst into laughter looking at his narrowed eyes. Her punishment is such a tease and fun. He pinched her slinky waist until she cried in pain and stopped laughing at him.

Pouting for the pinch, "We should get ready, I want to meet Lara before the banquet." She was getting away from his arms but he pulled her back to his arms.

"Did you forget we are in Skyarc?" He asked her as he went back to cuddle her a little longer.

Right, she had forgotten it. They could save so much time being in the city and give that time to each other.

'But I miss my swing.' She thought. She still liked the Avron mansion, it was perfect for her every need where she never felt foreign. 

The greenery around the mansion with fresh air, spacious, and glass walls for natural sunlight. Big backyard with tall trees that had a huge swing bed which she can't have in the penthouse, the vast pool with artificial waterfalls, lounges around it with the summer kitchen.

It was so perfect that she feels like the mansion was built just for her after asking her likes. Remembering the culprit because of whom she was uneasy to live there for time being, she supported herself on her elbows to face Aaron.

Aaron opened his eyes when she declared sternly, "I will meet grandfather." She didn't want to trouble Aaron with her grandfather's pester.

Aaron wanted to say something but controlled after seeing her seriousness. Aarvi continued, "I didn't want to meet my parents ever but now I want to torture them." She sounded certain and determined.

She was expecting him to be uncomfortable hearing she was going to torment her own biological parents but he smiled. "May I be of any help?" He offered.

Aarvi stared at him, Aaron gave a lot of respect to family relations so it was really surprising for her to see him support her without a silver line of disappointment.

"Absolutely. I want them to regret thinking they could have got you as their son-in-law. Then I will reveal my identity as President." Then her narrow-minded parents would know her net worth is far above then the Kelly International for which they had chased her away.

She aimed, "They should cry blood every day for mistreating me." She pouted in annoyance. 

Out of all her words, "Son-in-law?" He cared for it. It was always him who called her his wife or daughter-in-law of the Rivas family. It was the first time she said son-in-law instead of her boyfriend.

He knows the reason for her change so he chose to remind her and tease her.

Aarvi: "..."

Could she change it as a boyfriend now? 

Anyway, she didn't back down and haughtily respond to him, "You already wrote your life in my name. So I thought to honor you with a title in the coming days."

Aaron let out a hearty chuckle hearing her find ways to put it in a different way without accepting her love.

Without acceptance? He already knows about her feelings.

Nibbling his chin for laughing at her, "How long are you going to cuddle me? I might eat you up." Aarvi being shameless.

Aaron: "..."

He wasn't sure if she was kidding but he really felt he will gobble her if she continues to tease him. So he quickly leaned on the headboard of the bed as he pulled her to lean on him.

After flirting a little more, both got ready and left towards the Rivas hospital to meet Lara.

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At Morris Hotel,

The Mirage banquet is basically hosted by Rivas and Morris Industries with Morris taking the lead. And all the major companies, celebrities, prominent national residents of the country, high socialites of the country would be the guests of the banquet.

Even though the Mirage banquet started as a simple dinner to gather funds for the orphanages, over time, it became a show where rich people compete with others to show how wealthy they are by buying a piece of jewelry or just by donating it.

It also became a hub for creating contacts, finding suitable matches for their son or daughter. So most of the time, the invitee came with family instead of alone.

Morris and Rivas just cared about the amount they could collect to provide to the orphanage which could improve the education and well-being of the orphans. Thus they often ignored the rumors that the Mirage Banquet is just a show of the rich.

Anyway, this often attracted the unscrupulous men or women trying to tag along with the invitees so that they could know a lot of people and climb up the socialite ladder.

It was dusk, the lights started to illuminate the luxurious hotel which was specially arranged for the Banquet. A sea of reporters was gathered to capture all the movements while fans were holding the signboards to cheer their favorite celebrities.

The Morris hotel security with the Rivas team was trying their best to keep everything in place without mishaps.

First to enter the red carpet under the limelight was the Morris family, host of the banquet. Nikun Morris accompanied his mother and father who were in their early fifties and looked officious posing for the pictures.

Choosing to respond to only a few questions they entered the hotel and went towards the banquet hall that was on the fifth floor.

The disappointed reporters had no time to fret on it but look at the next entry. It was again the host of the banquet, A white Rolls Royce Phantom imperiously came to a halt silencing the watchers.

It took them time before all gasped in surprise. "That's President Rivas's car." They hadn't expected President Rivas, Aaron Rivas, to really attend the banquet.

All the cameras were aimed at the backdoor ready to capture each movement picture of Aaron Rivas.