The Traps of Black Swan

Shea doesn't want to get involved with high-profile people as most of the city businessmen and their family were known to her Uncle. That is Nikun's father.

Shawn thought she didn't identify him or was being careful of cheating. So he lifted the face shield of the helmet, "Second thoughts?"

He looked like he was going to ride away even for the unthinking acknowledgment.

Hearing his sexy voice, despite having the urge to walk away she went against her mind for the first time looking at his face and his deep gaze.

She felt her body again warming up under his gaze and her cheeks turn hot. She stood staring at him while he put the helmet on her head and stuffed his blazer into her hands.

"Hop on," Shawn commanded and Shea came out of her open eyes dream.

'Damn.' She cursed under her breath as she wore his blazer.

For the first time, she got the urge to date, somebody. She didn't want to miss this face.

Spoil him all night? She wanted to spoil him all her life.

Sitting behind Shawn she started to think if she drank something wrong that she was swooning at the man she just made out.

She shook her head trying to be in clear senses when she wasn't even drunk. She never thought of falling in love or going on pretty little dates holding someone's hand.

She glanced at the Maserati that wasn't far off. Her mind wanted to leap from the bike and run away from the man who was bewitching her by doing exactly nothing.

But a part of her wasn't ready to leave him. Thinking how could she be juggling between two thoughts, she didn't hear Shawn say, "Hold tight."

When the bike took a right turn it was still slow and the next second, Shea felt a high-speed dry air slap her face bringing her out of thoughts.

Closing the clear shield of the helmet, she swiftly clasped her hands around Shawn with all her might afraid she would fly off and fall on her bums.

Shawn almost twitched with the force she held him. He was about to ask her if she was trying to kill him, Shea wrapped her hands properly and shut her eyes feeling dizzy with the speed. She wasn't used to it.

He was frequently drifting the bike on the road making her enjoy the ride as a fun amusement park ride but still afraid thinking she would fall off.

Once she got hold of herself, she opened her eyes and shouted at Shawn for a response, "You are well off for a DJ."

Shawn never bothered to tell his identity to a foreigner as they won't meet or spend time after bedtime. "Were you thinking DJ earns nothing?"

Shea chuckled adding, "I thought your bosses could be stingy after seeing you in formals." She meant Shawn and Aarvi.

Shawn: "..."

As far as he remembers, all their employees are earning more than other places could offer and none want to stop working there.

He shrugged without responding to her but she probed naughtily, "Are you sure you want to ride me behind you?" And her hands slid on his legs and moved to his inner thighs making him cruse under his breath.

Shea didn't have any plan to do anything but tease. She had expected him to go to the private room of the restaurant of Highland or a hotel nearby. Since he was able to control his desire, she wanted to play with him.

Shawn wanted to turn the bike into a car. He had a car in the garage but an expensive sports car. He didn't want to see them excited girl become a gold digger.

He couldn't focus on driving with her slender fingers nearing his little brother who was all ready for her to play with.

Changing the gear, he accelerated the bike giving her shock. Shea almost shrieked at the speed and quickly clasped on to him tightly.

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In Aarvi's penthouse at Skyarc,

Aarvi sat next to Aaron on the couch and completed the soup occasionally feeding him while Aaron's eyes hardly left her seeing her purposefully avoid looking at him in the eye.

He knew she wasn't embarrassed or shy but hiding something, probably battling between her thoughts whether to speak about it or not.

He thought she might need some alone time and took the tray from her lap, "Go and rest, I will wash the bowls and come." He pecked on her forehead before going towards the kitchen.

However, she followed him to the kitchen like a little pet of his and sat on the kitchen counter without going away from his sight.

"Do you want to speak something?" He asked in a low voice when she was lost in thought looking at the water tap but not really focusing on it.

Aarvi promptly hummed to his words before glancing at him and shook her head vigorously, "No, nothing." She blurted out, pushing back the words from the tip of her tongue.

She quickly jumped off the counter and went to the other side and took the dry cloth saying, "I will dry the bowls."

She took the wet dishes and in extreme silence, she wiped each one and set it in their place one by one.

Even though there was weird silence between them, there was perfect harmony and warmness. When Aarvi's hand laid on an empty surface, she realized the work was completed and Aaron was silently watching her.

Aaron was sure it wasn't about Leon regarding her revenge but something else. "Are you thinking about the forgotten past?"

He asked as he wrapped his arms around her. Leaning to his warm embrace, Aarvi again nodded her head, then paused and shook her head.

Aaron: "..."

Aarvi knew she was behaving like stupid but she just couldn't decide if she was hyperventilating thinking about Leon being in her past or she was expecting Aaron to be the teenager of her dreams and past.

She was clearly disappointed to see her little self with Leon instead of Aaron.

What if Aaron really wasn't the teenager?

She came out of her daze when Aaron scooped her to his arms saying, "You wanted to listen to piano notes. Didn't you?"

Aarvi finally opened her lips to speak but not about the last question he asked, "I am not trying to remember the forgotten memories but thinking something about it."

She had already told him she won't force herself to remember her past and stress herself which will affect her health so she won't pressure herself to remember it.

Aaron understood why she nodded and shook her head. So he also discerned she wanted to talk to him but was stopping herself for some reason.

Aaron sat in front of the piano with Aarvi on his lap. Aarvi tried to shift next to him but he pulled her back on his lap.

Aarvi contemplated the question and carefully asked, "Did you learn piano for me?"

Her mellow anticipating voice hit his ears and a soft smile appeared on his face. Infectiously, she smiled in adoration looking at him.

Aaron softly pinched her cheeks, "It's so easy to make you happy." His pleased tone earned a soft chuckle from her.

Aarvi got the answer to her question.. Aaron indeed learned piano for her.