The Traps of Black Swan

A few minutes before, looking at Aarvi's mood dampened due to the topic of domestic violence, Aaron thought of diverting her mind. 

What could be better than a new challenge to her?

Turning to her, "You wanted something exciting with your plan."

Aarvi nodded in response. She had told him to try to stop her while she creates a mess at the banquet but he didn't want to trouble her. So what could be exciting when all even were with her?

Aaron's lips arced slyly, "Then don't attend the banquet as my assistant."

Aarvi squinted her eyes at it. It wasn't any big deal but thinking otherwise, "I don't want to reveal my identity yet." She was dead serious about it. 

Her identity as Skylar Industries President will make the people be too formal around her and treat her respectively. She still wanted to control a few things before her identity will be out.

Aaron tapped her nose. He never would try to change her plans against Leon. "Ms. Evans, I just told you, you shouldn't attend the banquet as my assistant. You have different identities like…" He wanted to say 'My wife.' but Aarvi cut in.

"Deal." She quickly pulled Aaron's mobile out of his blazer pocket as she added, "I will make Leon Harmon be envious of you the whole night."

'Did she plan that fast?' Aaron thought.

'Envious?' Being President of Skylar won't make Leon be envious of Aaron. 

'So his girlfriend?' He knew well she wouldn't call herself a wife before marriage. This would really make Leon envious but it would give him more hatred.

"So Twyla?" Aaron uttered this time and saw her lips curling up with a hint of deviousness.

Leon was attending a banquet for Twyla thinking he could fool a foreign woman but she will walk in the banquet with him. "Crafty woman." His voice had an adoration so did his gaze.

Aarvi giggled when his finger softly pinched her cheek while she typed a message and sent it. "Since I will be Twyla tonight. No need to go to a restricted view room. Let's sit with all." She nonchalantly stated as she continued to type another message but in the name of Aaron. 

To the organizers and the Rivas security head, Aaron was ordering them whereas she was the fingers behind that message.

Aaron didn't mean to say she should reveal her face to others. She was planning to follow him as an assistant, he thought they could walk together ignoring the reporters and reach the restricted room where she had planned.

The organizers will announce her presence with him and that would be enough to put Leon in jeopardy. "Aarvi, do you want to be in the banquet hall? It will be more like revealing your identity as..." He didn't complete it.

After sending the required message, Aarvi slid his mobile to his blazer pocket and gave a quick kiss on his lips, "Relax President Rivas, I have everything under control." 

Sitting back on the seat, she smiled in exhilaration. She had thought she and Aaron would be bored to death inside the four walls and might leave the hotel before her plan could be put into action, now she can enjoy watching live with Shawn and Aaron.

"Why didn't I think of this before? This is exciting." She lifted her hand and dropped it while she said, "Raising his hopes and killing it."

Aaron: "..."

Did he make her more cunning now?

He was looking at her wonderstruck when she held his arm and pulled him to her height. Shifting her left hand to cup his face, "Mwah." She gave a loud smacking kiss on his lips, "You are best." She had a cute smiling face at him before looking away.

Aaron and his bodyguard: "..."

Aarvi rummaged her handbag that she had brought to follow Aaron like an assistant. She pulled her black sparkle buckled clutch out. 

In awe, Aaron watched her transform her look of assistant to her bold, confident look. 

She used a tissue to wipe her nude pink lipstick off and applied the blood-red lipstick looking at the tiny mirror she fetched from her handbag. 

Aaron really wanted to see how many things were there in the bag. She always uses compact sling bags and clutches. He didn't know women could carry so much in just a handbag.

Aarvi untied her wavy hair that was tied in a loose ponytail to match both dinner and formal look. 

Aaron would gladly accept he did swoon when she pulled the black ribbon with her eyes half-closed leaning towards him while sliding the ribbon till the complete length of her hair.

She messed her hair a little to get the volume before dropping on a few hair longs on her shoulder.

Turning to Aaron, she raised her brows asking, 'How do I look?' But Aaron who had his eyes on her, looked ahead slowly breathing out the held breath.

Aarvi giggled at his response, "So am I cute or beautiful?"

Aaron: "..."

Rest of the five minutes, she tortured him asking every possible senseless question.

The reporters who were spreading away, the fans who were leaving saw a white Rolls Royce Ghost majestically entering the gates driving towards the entrance.

The red carpet which was free and totally silent started resounding with strong and continuous sounds of boots that sounded rhythmic as though the military soldiers were drilling on counts.

Looking at the car and hearing the heart beating raising sound, it was difficult to decide where to look. They didn't even have time to think what was going on when the car came to a halt and tall, brawny men in Rivas security uniform formed like a human zip that was avoiding everyone's eyes to witness who was going to alight.

The reports started peeping between the legs or jumped up to view above their shoulders. The cameramen lifted their cameras to capture pictures as soon as they came out of the stupor.

They really wanted to know who was entering so grandly until one of them screamed, "Rivas security." 

Some started to guess as Aaron who hates the media. However, it wasn't enough to tell Rivas family members are inside the car because both Morris and Rivas's family security is controlling the crowd.

Being over smart, a few reporters started taking support of one or two and stood on their shoulder to watch clean and clear but it was late for them to know security was already mixed with them so they easily pulled the person who was doing such stunts.

Aaron and his personal bodyguard alighted almost at the same time. Aarvi didn't really bother about the rules of waiting till the door is opened, anyway, the bodyguard was faster than her and by the time she could step out a hand propped towards her.

Smiling to herself, she felt glad she wasn't entering as an assistant because she was sure Aaron would have done the same even at that time.

Somebody in the crowd shrieked, "Aaron Rivas. It's Aaron Rivas."

Aarvi alighted and held Aaron's arm while the camera continued to flash but most of its light was blocked by the guards. The human chain followed closely to the couple as Aaron's personal bodyguard led them as they ignored the reporters throwing questions, request for a picture.

While the reporters cursed themselves looking at the picture of head or legs or body, they got the juicy detail that Aaron entered with a lady.