The Traps of Black Swan

Dax's lips slyly arced up giving her dangerous alert signals to her brain. "Why?" His voice sounded vicious to her ears.

She tried to flee but the man easily held her hand and pulled her effortlessly. Tia wanted to scream for help but was afraid she would provoke him more.

So she ended up so close to him that she had to raise her head. He looked more intimidating in that angle, she so wished to erase that smirk off his face and take a breath of relief.

Never mind, she was already glad she wasn't trembling by his threatening gaze.

His fingers gripped her chin as he scoffed, "Do you want another man?"

'Another man?' The fear on her face turned to ire. She slapped his hand and snapped at him, "Nope and I don't want you either."

Dax was amused by her response. Tia wasn't somebody to follow due to fear, looks, or money. One ticked off from the box.

Little did he know all her hopes were on Aarvi and Shawn to save her from this angry man.

His lopsided smirk deepened making her gulp and wait for his words. "Then, don't come to me for help after stepping out of my room…"

She pouted and crawled away from him before realizing he had hidden meaning in his words. She turned to him and asked hurriedly, "D-did I do something else?"

Dax had a smug smile as he got off the bed and went towards the bathroom. Tia ran towards him and blocked his way inside the bathroom.

Dax's brows raised, his lips arced slyly as spoke before she could utter a word, "You didn't only sleep with me, you also want to shower with me." He unlocked the door and Tia stumbled back.

Dax stepped towards her as his gaze went down her face, "Should I help you strip? Or should I help you scrub?"

Tia stepped back as she heard his suggestive words. Her face was red as ripe tomato visualizing Dax unbuttoning her shirt and scrubbing her body with the foamy sponge. She wanted to scream at him as 'Pervert' but she felt herself as one.

"No" She blurted out and clenched her fist as she asked, "What did I do? Did I embarrass myself too much? Did I ask you out? Did I cry taking…" She paused before changing her words, "... talking about something? Did I do anything to you?"

Her eyes traveled from his shoulder, down to his toes. He looked totally fine.

Dax caught when her expression changed and she avoided his eyes. He wanted to know what was the reason she could cry for. He didn't want to ask anything when they are nothing to each other.

Seeing her gaze travel over his body, he teased but his menacing tone didn't change, "Waiting for me to strip?" He held the hem of his shirt and raised it.

Tia's jaw dropped and she screamed, turning away from him as she closed her eyes and crouched down on the floor, "Noooo…"

Dax: "..."

She had already seen him in swimming trunks, he couldn't understand why she was overreacting now. Leaving his shirt, he poked her to get up from the floor and open her eyes but she shook her head.

He poked her again, "Get up…" But she repeated. After two more times, Dax smacked her head and she shot her feet as a robot pressed on his power button to work.

She breathed a silent sigh seeing him in clothes and asked avoiding his eyes, "You didn't answer me."

"Lie or truth." He asked, "A lie to make you feel good or a bitter truth." He made it sound mysterious and spine chilling.

Tia believed his serious expression and stammered, "T-truth."

Dax nodded in acknowledgment maintaining his non-playful serious face, "You drunk senseless and ran back to me every time Dum Dum and Shawn took you away." He told the truth.

Tia stuttered in disbelief, "I-I c-came to Y-you?" It was totally unbelievable for her. Given a chance, she would love to vanish from the sight of Dax.

Dax saw her distrusting his words. He pointed to the door and said, "If you doubt, let's ask your sweet brother and Sister Aarvi."

Tia shook her head vigorously. If she really did that, she didn't want to face the duo. "Then?"

Dax leaned on the glass separator wall and continued, "Then you thought for a long time…" He paused, increasing her curiosity. "Grabbed my collar… Pulled me down…"

Tia covered her ears unwilling to hear she forced a kiss on him. She cried in mind for the lost first kiss in a drunken state.

She missed the mischievous smile of Dax. He put back his serious face and pulled her hands away from her ears to hear him. "I know people will laugh at me if they know this tiny girl threw on me to kiss but that's the fact."

Tia gaped at the way he was using the words.

Dax shook his head in disappointment, "You wanted to prove again and I protected your dignity by getting you to my room." He didn't lie.

Tia asked in doubt, "Prove what? Prove that I can… f-fren-french k-kiss you?" She tried to guess as she had got that dare and he had scared her.

Dax shrugged, pushing off the question but the girl was shocked thinking she french kissed Dax who she feared every time. She wanted to smack herself but her hands were in his hold.

Dax continued, "Then, you started screaming and attacking me on the bed." He paused, took a step closer, and whispered to her ear, "Do you want me to tell you how you attacked me?"

As he planned, the girl believed she did something unexplainable and might have forced several kisses on him hence the whole bed was messed up and the duvet was falling on the floor. She deduced as Dax had to hold her to stop her.

Dax left her to think whatever she wanted. He grabbed his toothbrush and brushed his teeth looking at her continuous change of expression lost in her thoughts.

Tia looked at herself, she was glad Dax didn't take advantage of her drunken state. Exactly that was the reason she was ready to trust him more. She still asked to know his response, "Why didn't you take advantage of me?"

Dax had just rinsed his mouth, he glared at her and asked, "Do I look like a jerk to you?"

"Oh," She had expected to hear Aarvi or Shawn's name. She again gave a thought before saying, "I am not beautiful." so she meant to say she isn't beautiful girls who are around him.

Dax didn't bother to tell her how to love ourselves, instead, he left her angered, "I know."

She gritted her teeth and racked her brain thinking about his behavior and lifestyle. She looked down as she muttered, "I am not those types of girls who you spend time with."

Dax understood she was pointing to his one-night stands. He actually didn't want to answer it but made an exception for the girl who was afraid of wrongly misunderstood her character.

He poked her head to raise her gaze from the floor, "Hence you are standing here just as you were in the previous night."

Tia dilly-dallied behind Dax when he went to the cloakroom. Dax saw her again follow him back to the bathroom without letting him go to the shower.

He held her hand and pinned her to the wall. He was about to frighten her but she blurted squeezing her eyes shut. "Okay, okay, I will take your responsibility. Stop scaring me."

'My Responsibility?'

Flabbergasted Dax: 😑

'Did she perhaps think as she sexually assaulted me?' Dax thought.