Novel & Cerita The Trap Of Black Swan

Takuto yelled, chasing after her. Behind him, the entire LEGO central bank collapsed in slow-motion chaos. That night, Takuto scribbled in his diary: “Today's rate hike announcement failed to reach the market effectively… primarily due to an unexpected Black Swan Event (a.k.a. my sister).”

Emily laughed. “Why has no one told me about this deal prior to today?” “It’s a relatively new building. Not many people know about it. I stumbled across this deal by luck.” “Are you sure this isn’t a trap to lure people here and sell their body parts?” “Are you taking it or not? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.” I knew that, but it seemed like a shady deal. However, Emily was my friend and wouldn’t let me walk into a trap. She must have verified the place before she showed it to me.

"Colton, Yoel and I... it's for our future. Once we get his money, we can leave, start fresh, live a carefree life." Colton's eyes narrowed, a twisted smile forming on his lips. "Really now? I recorded that little promise of yours. And I've got videos—of us, and of you with clients. One wrong move, and Yoel sees everything." Elaine's heart sank. "I wouldn't dare betray you, Colton. Nor do I want to." Colton grabbed her by the hair, slamming her against the wall and tearing at her clothes. "You've been gone so long. I've missed you. Let's see if you've gotten any better."

There was an unmistakable glint of something dark and predatory in his eyes that made my breath catch. "Trying to escape, are you?" his lips stretched into a grin that sent a shiver of trepidation down my spine. "You're trapped now, baby girl, and there's no way out. So you might as well just give up any foolish hopes of getting away from me." "P-please, Karl," I stammered, holding up my hands in a placating gesture even though I had absolutely no clue what I'd done wrong. "You know I didn't mean to...whatever it is I did. Just tell me what's going on!"

But hearing it in her own ears didn’t make it bearable. Isabella wanted to talk things out, but it looked like she wasn’t needed there. They have already assumed she is the culprit and nothing is going to change it. She entered Leo’s room and sat on the bed. The room was so familiar, but it can never feel secure. It was a golden cage that was making her feel suffocating and there was a feeling she was getting after marrying Leo; she get trapped by this billionaire. The entire day, she couldn’t keep her mind sane.

It was the same woman she saw at the bar and the stairs. Before she could try thinking of what she was doing in her house, shock jolted her when she saw four Black Rolls-Royce Sweptails speed into the car park of her apartment, Casper and his bodyguard including Cathan and Caleb, stepping out with speed and elegance. It was a beautiful blend that made her gape that she forgot the danger she was in.

She thought she could listen to her heart and judge with what she saw with her eyes, who knew that she would only think and see whatever he wanted her to? A painful cry escaped her mouth as she palmed her face, shattered sobs continued to rip through her. Why did he decide to treat her this way? She couldn't think of anything she had done wrong. His lies. Manipulations. She had been a fly caught in his web. She despised herself for being such a fool and falling for everything, but what she hated the most was that she had allowed herself to fall in love with him. * *

For them, bliss was equivalent to no b*tchy-asses trying to put you six feet under the ground. Zion took a bite out of the brownies and pressed a button on the laptop and on the projector screen several blurry pictures of a woman figure, which were probably taken from a distance appeared, "...that's the places she last appeared. Killed thirteen burly guys without even sweating. Quite secretive and purely professional. A sexy assassin with surprises" "Not-so-Gentlemen, I present to you, black swan!" Then he pressed another button and played a blurry clip of a woman, killing men with knife and blades. In less than fourteen seconds she killed thirteen men without even her breath getting uneven.

Couples are dancing, some people are drinking champagne and some of them are just talking. They seemed to be enjoying their nights. But for me? I was just here at the table looking at the champagne glass. I wonder if I will escape or will I escape here? I mean I hate this kind of event. It’s my father and his mistress’ wedding anniversary. Well, she is not hooked because they are married. But I chose to call her that. She is nothing but a slut to my eyes. She didn’t just ruin my family, she also ruined my trust in my father.

Amir let out a soft, sarcastic laugh, taking a step closer to trap her under his sharp gaze: "I'm a content creator, beautiful. I read body language and subtle cues for a living! Spotting the fire between you and your stern, prestigious professor doesn't take a genius. His facial expressions in the lecture hall and his insane jealousy when I sat beside you gave everything away." Leaning in, he smiled with quiet challenge: "Imagine what would happen if the college administration or social media students heard about this very private 'academic discussion' in the department head's office?" Hala’s hands shook, a wave of dizziness washing over her from the shock of his blackmail. But Amir’s expre