The Traps of Black Swan

Leon stood in front of the elevator holding the wine bottleneck tight in his right palm. His breathing was heavy, expanding and contracting his chest rapidly. His legs were one behind the other in a position to attack. His right hand was slowly lifted while he was staring at the small display screen of the elevator.

The number on the screen started to increase from 5… 6… 7… The elevator continued to climb, increasing his heartbeats till it stopped at the top floor.

'Ding'

The elevator alerted the opening of the door. Leon's eyes glowered predatorily at the creaking of the door. As soon as the door smoothly opened, Leon didn't bother checking who was in there. He hurled the empty bottle as hard as he could as he was sure about the passengers in them.

"Aarvi!!!" Aaron yapped in alarm as he twirled around burying the white small frame in his embrace, shielding Aarvi with his body.

'Crash.' The glass bottle cracked and fell on the floor in numerous pieces.

The bottle which would have thrashed on Aarvi's head hit hard on the nape of Aaron. Leon could see blood sweeping out staining the while shirt collar of Aaron immediately.

"Aaron!!" Aarvi's voice shook in fear.

The low groans of Aaron sounded. Aarvi pulled herself out of his strong arms. Her trembling hands barely grazed Aaron's neck when she felt the wetness.

It took her all guts to flip her shaking hand around to check. She was petrified looking at her fingers coated with blood.

Aaron gritted his teeth enduring the pain holding Aarvi, without letting her move to the danger. Aaron wanted to assure her that he was fine but had no time. He needed to handle Leon. Clenching his teeth, he turned around and stormed out of the elevator.

Leon had experienced Aaron's strength when he had knocked the handgun from his hand. So he didn't want to take a chance deciding to attack the wound.

Leon ignored Aarvi who was frozen in the elevator looking at her hand. He attacked Aaron mercilessly, if possible, he wanted to kill Aaron and drag Aarvi away taking the chance of their lowered guard and her shock.

Aaron swung his hand and punched Leon's face. Leon staggered back as he tasted metallic in his mouth with just a punch.

It shot Leon's anger up and leaped on Aaron. He lifted his elbow and thrashed on Aaron's neck, giving him the pain where he was weak.

Aaron crouched by the impact and let out a low groan at the pain. But his determination to keep Aarvi safe was higher. He pulled himself up and blocked Leon's next attack on his shoulder.

Despite the pain, Aaron was fierce with his attacks on Leon's face, neck, chest, stomach, trying his best to dodge each of Leon's swift attacks.

The lobby was filled with the groans of the men with the sounds of their exchange in hands and punches.

Leon succeeded in pushing Aaron to the ground and stomped on his neck. He started to paddle his neck just like he did for Ava Kelly.

Ava Kelly? Aarvi? Where is Aarvi?

Leon turned towards the elevator but the lady he was looking for was standing right next to him. Her eyes were empty, there was no soul in them. Those black orbs looked hollow trying to suck him inside. Her face was pale as a sheet as though there was no blood left in her blood. She was extremely frightening, sending shivers down his spine, stumbling him back.

He was horror-struck staring into her eyes when her lips slowly coldly and sinisterly curled up. Her hand took a swift move…

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Leon jerked up from the bathtub and gasped for some air as his hand ran around his neck desperate to confirm nothing happened to him and he was all fine.

His eyes were bloodshot, breathing heavily while his body continued to quiver. Recalling the image of Aarvi from his imagination, his hand trembled.

He clutched the edges of the bathtub, trying to relax when the fear was lingering in his eyes as he recalled what just happened.

When he left the banquet hall, he wasn't in the state to exit the hotel as the media was right downstairs. So he went to the suite which he had booked for Elder Harmon.

He was so furious at Aarvi and Aaron that he was craving to break things and punch people. So he tried his best to follow the advice of his psychiatrist. A few tries failed so he decided to imagine killing Aaron.

Resting in the bathtub, he started imagining attacking Aaron and taking away Aarvi. Everything went well but without his control over his imagination, Aarvi killed him.

The thing he was more appalled at was the deathly gaze of Aarvi he imagined. He looked at his trembling hand realizing he wasn't fearing Aaron but Aarvi who was too uncanny for his understanding.

Leon knew Aarvi would surely kill him if he did something to Aaron. If he manages to kill Aaron, the only option he will have is to kill Aarvi too as she wouldn't surrender to him for it.

Horrified by his imagination, he didn't dare to close his eyes or move out of the room until Dylan reached the room with a set of his clothes.

The images of beautiful Ava Kelly aka Aarvi Evans he used to recall were replaced with her deathly gaze, which started making him very uncomfortable.

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In the different suite right on the same floor, Aarvi removed her long jacket that was stained with red wine and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror that was in the living hall, "Ronron, how do I look?" She turned to Aaron, "Do I have to change?" It still looked good without a jacket and she felt too lazy to change the dress.

After removing the belt and jacket, her slinky waist was more sensuous. The deep sweetheart neckline of her crop top was tempting him, making it hard for him to keep his eyes in check.

His fingers were itching seeing her seriously ask. He certainly finds his Cupcake a Dummy. She looked stunning but he wasn't going to let her walk and see men drooling at her.

He went closer to her while she innocently looked at him. But the next moment, "Aaaaron…" She yelped when he threw her on his strong shoulder before walking towards the bedroom.

Well, it didn't scare her while Aarvi cried saying, "Aaron we have to go back to the party… Aaron… Let me down… Aaron..." Her thoughts ran wild thinking how long they might take, then getting fresh, her makeup, then what reason she should have to give to their family, will they laugh at her and she was also hungry.

Leaving all that, she has to meet Charlotte, arrange a stay for Elder Harmon after speaking with him. Importantly she wanted to reach her Laze as soon as possible so she can't take the chances of dozing off.

While her thoughts were still running wild, Aaron had already left her on the white leather square ottoman in the small walk-in of the bedroom. He went through the dresses arranged for her.

According to Aarvi's taste, the outfits Shea arranged for Aarvi lacked in attitude and character. Those were beautiful and sexy but not the type Aarvi would wear.

He turned to Aarvi to ask her opinion. Looking at Aarvi eyebrows raised, slightly wide eyes while in the confused thoughts, "What are you thinking?" He questioned looming over her.

Aarvi wanted to smack herself, realizing he was just pulling a prank on her. She moved backward as he went closer when she stuttered to say, "I-I was t-thinking which d-dress to wear."

Pressing his hands on the seater, he easily pinned her on the ottoman, "Really? Why do I doubt it?"

His alluring voice tickled her ears, making her gulp. Her eyes betrayed her calmness and started running on his face, shifting repeatedly on his lips.

"I… I was thinking how wine would taste." She faintly popped her eyebrow, whispering her real thoughts.

His lips seductively curled listening to his wife, wishing to taste the wine on his lips. Supporting his knee on the ottoman, he dipped his head lower, closer to her little anticipating face, "Try it." He captured her delicate rosy lips.