The Traps of Black Swan

At Le Calandra

Top one best restaurant in country A and listed in the top 10 restaurants in the world. It is a restaurant under Rivas Industries. Skylar International recently bought the shares so Aarvi is the second-largest shareholder.

As the reputation says, it is an elite and hideously expensive restaurant in the whole country. It was spacious and positively clean with a European style sophisticated interior that easily relaxes one's mind.

The classy restaurant had uniformed waiters and the manager in a suit who didn't miss to put on a professional smile doing their work.

Sean had no idea why Aarvi agreed to eat there but had thought she would be impressed by the high-end restaurant. He had painstakingly booked a table for them and arranged things to deeply fascinate her.

He was sitting at the center table when Aarvi entered the restaurant led by a manager who was guiding her to the table. Sean gulped his mouthful of saliva looking at her walk graciously.

She was wearing an off the shoulder, lovely short dress accentuating her curves and highlighting her figure strikingly. Her slender snowy legs were on the black strap pumps, her quarter length sleeves cut were showing her faultless forearms.

The off the shoulder dress elegantly wrapped below her shoulder without showing off her cleavage giving off a subtle and gorgeous look. Her red slightly curled lips caused him to gulp again and again imagining how would it feel to hold her lips between his.

He quickly shook off thoughts when she neared. "Hey, Beautiful!" He stood up holding dark purple calla lily flowers which absolutely looked like black causing the manager to frown hard.

The black flowers are believed to wish bad luck to bring death and mourn.

Aarvi gently smiled without revealing her real emotions and exclaimed with a hint of excitement, "Oh my god, Calla Lillies. I love them." She held the flowers and beamed.

Sean crowed himself, "I know you like black. I had to spend the whole three hours searching for you personally. I am so glad you love them."

Aarvi gratefully remarked, "Aww... So sweet of you. Thank you, Sean."

Sean personally pulled the chair for her thanking his elder brother in mind. He and spending hours to get flowers? he won't do in his dream either. He had jabbered Leon to import from an African country to impress Aarvi.

Aarvi smirked while he was behind her. She knows the flight number the Lilies were imported to Mocon and she also knows why Leon Harmon accepted to import them. He was warning her indirectly with the flowers to back off before he finds and ruins her.

She wanted to tell him, black flowers represent the beginning of new things and major change.

'I will make sure your little brother cries invisibly sitting in front of me. Leon Harmon, don't dare to threaten me next time.' Aarvi thought to herself while Sean smiled sitting opposite her.

"Sean, you don't have to take such trouble for me." Her enchanting smile stayed on her face but he failed to notice the wickedness in her eyes, like a predator sweetly luring its prey to suffer it.

"If not you, who else is there for me to work hard." He lied without batting an eyelid. Even though he joined the work, he does nothing other than flirting with the co-secretary who does everything for him for the extravagant gifts he was bestowing.

Aarvi didn't know that and it didn't matter to her either. She asked earnestly, "You are working so hard for me, shall I order for us?" She didn't forget to add, "Please!" as she tilted her head and smiled with a tinge of blush appearing on her cheeks.

Sean Harmon clenched his fist trying hard to maintain his good boy image without showing his real thoughts on his face. He perilously wanted to kiss her. "Sure, please go ahead."

He raised his hand to call the manager for ordering. When the manager politely asked them, Aarvi spoke without really looking at the menu but watching it slowly flipping the sheets.

"For the starter, black ink cuttlefish fried, Blackbeard Martini."

Sean didn't feel anything fishy and the manager noted down thinking Aarvi had a weird taste to like black flowers.

Aarvi flipped the page as she slowly glanced at Sean, "For the main, Squid Ink Pasta, Black Sushi Rolls... Hmmm.. Yeah! Now for the desserts..."

Sean's jaw dropped hearing the dishes while the manager was in no less shock. All the dishes were black and black.

Aarvi is sure Sean was going to throw up soon but she didn't stop there. "Black Macarons, Black Velvet Cake." Then she lowered the menu card and asked softly, "Sean, do you want anything else?"

Sean vigorously shook his head, "You ordered so much for two. It's enough."

Aarvi innocently shrugged, "That's only for you." Then she turned to the manager and ordered, "A Steak and oyster pie for me and for the drink, Sparkling Cranberry Punch. Thank you."

The manager glanced at Sean Harmon who he knew. He didn't expect Sean to be obsessed with black so he presented black flowers to the gorgeous sweet lady. "Your order will be served soon." The manager respectfully bowed carrying mixed emotions.

Sean was lost in thoughts remembering the dishes, Aarvi watched him in amusement. Just then a waiter brought a beautiful white lilies bouquet which calmed Aarvi's eyes unknowingly.

"Third young master Harmon, black flowers are the representation of death and mourn so your elder brother sent this bouquet for the lady on behalf of you so that you could apologize sincerely." The waiter stated respectfully after a bow.

Sean Harmon's eyes widened in shock. Alarmed that she might get angry and turn down dating him, he didn't notice himself standing up and frantically trying to justify and apologize attracting everyone's attention in the silent restaurant.

'Leon Harmon's Trap!' Aarvi discerned but failed to stop Sean.

He babbled, "I... I... Aarvi, I didn't know it. I really didn't know that. I am so sorry. I will just throw this away. I would never think about such things to you. Aarvi, you have to believe me..."

The customers at the restaurant are from a wealthy class and Aarvi still had no plans to leak her identity or let her pictures or videos circulate anywhere. She frowned deeper, lowering her head when a few tried to record them to make fun of self-centered egoistic Sean Harmon publically.

It was exactly the plan of Leon Harmon to leak her photos and videos.

The brainless man had no idea he was destroying Aarvi's plans and schemes playing along in the trap hatched by Leon Harmon.