The Traps of Black Swan

Blinded with rage, Leon pulled the slider of the handgun to recoil the bullet. He was at the brink to fire the bullet through Aaron's head.

There was still no fear in Aaron. Before Leon could recoil the bullet, Roach could have shot Leon's hand or shot him to death. 

That wasn't the intention of Aaron. If Aaron really wanted to do it, he could have done it in the past two years right after knowing Leon Harmon had the hand in his Cupcake's state three years back. He had to control as his Cupcake had a grand plan to avenge Leon Harmon.

Taking Leon's life wasn't the retribution his Cupcake wanted for Leon. It was probably the easiest way against the pain Leon had inflicted in his Cupcake and many other women who had gone through it.

If Leon dies without giving out the moral to the cruel world, there was no use in avenging him. If anybody even thinks of being like Leon, they should tremble knowing how Leon ended up suffering and regretting all his life.

Hence, Aaron was willing to leave all the opportunity to his Cupcake and ready to patiently wait by protecting her from all the odds.

Aaron softened his gaze slightly and showed a fake fear to test Leon. He lifted his eyebrows' head and his lips contracted to show nervousness. He tried to widen his eyes but he couldn't.

He appreciated Aarvi in mind for her flawless acting skills while he was staring at Leon as though Leon was a threat to his life. 

As he guessed, Leon's eyes brightened, his lips sneered feeling superior. His eyebrows slowly relaxed and his head tilted back.

Leon was quite smug believing that he was superior. His anger was replaced with arrogance by thinking he finally got Aaron Rivas to his control.

Aaron had just heard about control freakiness of Leon and it confirmed to him. He felt his efforts to learn about the reactions of humans came useful.

He had learned it two years back because Aarvi wasn't giving out her feelings or looking him in the eye. Even though his new knowledge wasn't useful to her, it came in handy.

'Leon Harmon needs medical care.' The thought arose due to his profession, a doctor.

Anyway, Aaron didn't want to waste any more seconds when his life was at real risk. If Aarvi gets to know, she was going to be angered for real.

In a glimmer of success, Leon was slightly late to realize Aaron's expression was back to unreadable and his hand swiftly moved.

'Bang'

Aaron had twisted Leon's hand and the bullet pierced through the wooden cabinet of the bar counter.

Roach ran up to Aaron and Leon in the hopes of helping Aaron as Leon was physically too strong.

Leon grunted trying to get rid of Aaron's grip but Aaron was no less powerful. 

Aaron didn't twist Leon's hand towards him as it might point the handgun nozzle at him. Carefully locking his wrist and Aaron grabbed the cold grip of the gun.

Roach breathed a relief before taking the steps away. It had been a very long time back Aaron got trained with Shawn by him and others. He hadn't expected Aaron to be so athletic and unhesitant.

Leon, who lost the firearm, looked down on his chest where he felt a firm press. Leon was slightly shocked looking at Aaron's solid and perfect hold on the grip. 

It was impossible to hold the handgun so cleanly if not trained. People tremble to hold for the first time and will be confused. But the man recoiled the bullet in ease, having his cold unfathomable expression.

Was he angry? Was he smug? Was he arrogant? Leon couldn't read him at all.

Aaron was pointing the gun at Leon's heart unthinkingly. He was craving to shove all the bullets to Leon's heart. 

The flashes of his cupcake lying half-dead on the dirt ground of the warehouse, lying on the cold Surgical Bed connected to the blood pumping machine with her dead heart on a tray started flashing in his mind.

His desire to press the trigger of the gun rose in him like a tide, his breathing became irregular trying to suppress his emotions.

Leon's body turned cold, his eyes widened at Aaron who was carrying the murderous air. He couldn't feel the pain of his twisted hand but the blind fear that gripped his throat.

He wanted to push Aaron but afraid he would pull the trigger, he tried to speak but no word came out.

When the handgun nozzle pressed harder on his chest, his mouth went dry and he was blanched.

Roach didn't stop Aaron. He was craving Leon's blood for three years due to many reasons. If Aaron was going to make that happen, Roach was willing to do anything for Aaron.

Each second for Leon was painstakingly long. The boiling blood was frozen in his veins and his back was soaked in his cold sweat.

The silence was suddenly pierced by applause. Roach didn't think twice before pointing his recoiled gun upstairs.

He saw a grey-haired, wrinkle-filled old aged man. There wasn't fear but delight on his face. His hands were also visible as he clapped.

Aaron inhaled sharply and composed back to his cool. He had almost pressed the trigger of the gun at Leon's chest by recalling what his Cupcake had to go through for such a long time including those dreaded days of her life.

He was neither glad nor disappointed by the intervention of the clapping. He leisurely pressed on a button at the grip and removed the bullets magazine hearing the aged voice.

Leon was catching his breath hearing his grandfather being content. He had no hopes on his grandfather to speak in his favor so he focused on digesting the events.

"Well done, Young man" The old man meant Aaron by mentioning 'Young man.'

"I finally got to see fear in Leon." He was pleased with that. 

Elder Harmon was in his room reading a book when he heard the sound of bullet firing. He went out to witness Aaron snatching away the handgun from Leon's hold and overpowered him.

He always saw Leon seeding fear in people. It was the first time he got to see Leon, who was trembling like a leaf which didn't want to be wilt in the blazing fire.

The old man added with a sigh of disappointment, "I would have rested in peace if you had killed him." He left out a deep distressed sigh before walking away from the handrailing.

Roach: "..."

Roach retracted his hand and understood Leon Harmon's own family members wanted Leon dead and they didn't bother to hide it from outsiders.

He turned back to Aaron who tossed each bullet out of the bullets magazine staring back at Leon's eyes. 

Leon wasn't ready to believe he feared Aaron even for a minute. However he could feel his hands trembling, teeth clenched, staring at Aaron in fright. He was filled with panic and it disgusted him.

Unhurriedly, Aaron's tone had the determination while warning Leon Harmon in a matter-of-fact tone, "Leon Harmon, I will thrust all the bullets in your body if there comes the next time. Don't you dare touch my family and friends."

Aaron threw the empty bullets magazine away as he walked out leaving Leon drowning in his own mountain of damaged pride.