The Traps of Black Swan

[Warning: Read at your own risk.]

Kone Colon tried his best to stay unperturbed and behave normally, unlike the frightened three voices he was hearing. He encouraged himself to be a brave and courageous one by putting on an emotion of nonchalance. He looked around in the darkroom in boredom as though he was very bored.

"Services? What could you possibly do?" Kone rolled his eyes while his heart hammered against his chest.

Yes, he was afraid. He wanted to use his brain to escape instead of fighting.

The man mused looking at his dispirited behavior. Okay, he wasn't expecting that, "Why don't we try it out?" He stood up and walked towards Kone in complete coolness.

How long could Kone hold his indifference when the man stepped towards him in so much confidence that his barrier of calmness just fled away.

Kone could say the man wasn't scared even by his physical appearance. Why will the man be scared of Kone who was shorter and less built than him?

Aarvi didn't just randomly choose the men but looked through many profiles and selected to outstand the officers in terms of strength and physique.

Kone started taking steps behind and asked, "Name your price, I will double it."

Everyone's ears etched on them to know if he was going to ditch Aarvi however she didn't bother moving her eyes from the dancer.

"Really?" The foreigner asked. He had no idea the one who hired him was also in the warehouse.

Kone became overconfident, unable to see the predatory expression on the man's face, "Yes, I can triple it too if you take me out of here."

The man hummed crossing the distance between them. His finger grazed his face saying, "Are you buying my loyalty? I didn't put a price on it yet."

Kone: "..."

He jerked back and heard what he said. He enraged hearing loyalty, "What can you get being loyal? You will just have to work your ass off from mere pennies and hearing your seniors order you around yet you can't be happy with your life."

The man took a moment to get all the words of Kone's outburst before discerning he was venting his frustration he suffered when he was loyal to his work.

And deeply sympathize with him for getting caught by doing something wrong, "Man, relax. Why don't you resign and join me? I can pay you a pretty high price for your... " His eyes grazed down his body and complimented, "Sexy body…"

Kone: "..."

Aarvi, who heard 'sexy' in the deep hoarse voice, turned to Aaron. Her chin pointed down at the Kone's room and asked, "Why is he lying?... Then she traced his face in the dim light and continued, "He might sell himself to buy you. Shall I try?"

Aaron's lips twitched at her strange way of compliment, "Thank you… And no, thank you."

Aarvi giggled ignoring how other men were reacting whenever her voice was sounding.

Down in the room, Kone racked his brain. He can't buy him to get away so what could be done to escape? Thinking and thinking, he attacked the pride of the man.

"I don't think you are big enough for me. So get off my face." Kone said and confused Aarvi.

Aarvi saw the big burly man and looked at herself. He was double of her and bigger than Kone, 'Why isn't he big enough for Captain? Is he tricking?' She thought and turned to Aaron to ask what he meant and did she miss any detail in her planning.

"Aaron, what…" Aaron easily covered her lips and turned her face to the dancer, "Learn to dance, ignore them…"

Aarvi missed to listen, "Why don't you check it?" The foreigner asked Kone and the latter lost it.

"You are sickening." He roared and moved away hurriedly.

However, the man wasn't offended and grabbed him quickly and forcefully before placing his hand on his warm crotch.

Kone was hell embarrassed despite having no idea many were watching him, "Get the f**k off my face." He tried to push him but failed due to the overpowering physical strength.

He felt so disgusted that his stomach lurched and felt nauseated. Having no choice he was thinking to squeeze his hot thing to pain him before running away or beat him when he down.

But before Kone's hand could take action, the man twirled him and pulled him closer. Kone's back hit the hard chest of the man and before he could realize his both hands were in his cease and the man's free hand slid inside Kone's pants.

"You f**king bastard, what the f**king hell… Ahhh…" Kone screamed at top of his lungs.

When the foreigner's hand moved on his trunk, Kone didn't know he should be glad to have a thin cloth between or shriek in horror but he yelled hurting the eardrums.

The foreigner nonchalantly spoke after gauging Kone's length, "I can assure you that I have better than yours."

Kone couldn't be more repulsive and angered than that. The more he retaliated against the hold, the man was embracing him tighter. He tried to stomp the man but he had smartly kept his foot at a good unreachable distance away from him.

Suddenly the man's voice turned very low and asked near Kone's ears, "What those girls might have gone through when you were touching them inappropriately?"

Kone froze. He remembered how he used to grope their bosoms, butts, and rub between their thighs while all they did was cry, scream and rain punches on him. 'Am I paying for all that?'

The man twirled him away and said in a normal tone, "Let's go all the way down with you." He said to frighten him before starting the game of seduction torture.

Aarvi knew the normal dancing so she was seeing the different moves and specialty of lap dance and striptease but the man wasn't wearing many layers of clothes.

When the man held crying and frightened Layla's hand to strip his pant, Aarvi thought it was just a tease until the pant lowered down the butt and she felt like throwing up.

She involuntarily turned to run out but Aaron's arms were still around her shoulder causing her to face him. Aaron was about to cup her face when he realized something went wrong.

He glanced at the dancer who was dancing in briefs stripping his pants and then looked at Aarvi who buried her face at the crook of his neck squeezing her eyes shut.

Aaron gently caressed her head to calm her thinking about her fear or probably revulsion. He hadn't expected the dancer to strip all the way down else he would have blocked her view.

Thinking back, she had seen him in swimming trucks numerous times at home, but she never reacted that way, he thought to be more careful to ease her slowly.

Aarvi was trying to suppress her urge to throw up by distracting her thoughts but she still analyzed to understand she hadn't thrown up in the hotel suite due to a sensitive stomach but for seeing Leon Harmon nude and here she felt the name.

She felt bad for Aaron because she knows if they take their relationship to the next step, she can't run to the bathroom. 'How am I going to handle it?' She thought unwilling to trouble Aaron more and more.

Her hands wrapped around him without caring what others were going to think as she thought about how to get over her revulsion, "Is it a fear?'

"Are you alright?" Aaron asked in his ever so gentle voice.

Aarvi realized she wasn't nauseous anymore. She silently sniffed at his neck and realized it was Aaron's spicy bergamot and pepper notes of perfume that calmed her senses. So she teased, "Why? Do you want me to watch unclothed man dance?"

Aaron: "..."

He was glad she recovered quickly but didn't tease back for it. Pinching her cheek, "Since you are smart enough to learn by watching, when are we trying it?"

Aarvi pursed her lips, squinting her eyes at him. Aaron guessed she might say he was a man and his moves are man's moves so you do it for me but Aarvi mischievously smiled.

"Well, I can try it with your hands cuffed and locked. You can watch me move and torture you but touch… Tsk tsk… I will have a whip to kiss you. How about tonight?"

Her sultry voice was filled with a dangerous threat. The men who heard her didn't dare to laugh imagining Aaron's hands cuffed and locked to something above his head and the slender graceful Aarvi torturing him with a whip to give him the painful pleasure.

Nevertheless, Milo Wen choked on his spit and started coughing. He passed the air-pod of the head of the Shadow team and ran out controlling his urge to laugh his heart out.

However, Aaron wasn't scared. Who was she trying to fool? Herself or other men? His little Cupcake would run to him and ask if he was hurt when he was hissing for a little burn, whipping him is impossible for her.

"Sure… Don't forget to…" He removed the earpiece and whispered in his tempting deep voice, "Striptease."

Aarvi wouldn't mind trying new things but imagining it now, crept the pinkness on her skin slowly and grew red. She patted her cheeks feeling them burn by imagining herself teasing and seducing Aaron by striptease.

Aaron let out a tantalizing chuckle seeing her turn mute and earned a punch on his stomach before she snuggled in his embrace.