At Avron mansion

Aarvi's head was throbbing for various reasons. Acting so many characters and getting out of the role quickly pressured and strained her a lot. Although Grace wanted Ava Kelly to die, Aarvi had wholeheartedly treated her as a friend for more than fifteen years so it would undoubtedly hurt her and she never wished the death of anybody.

So she went straight to Avron mansion and bathed trying to forget wherever Grace touched her. Melia took her near the swing to show if she likes the bed swing or needs any changes. "Miss, do you like this? I have a catalog that has different designs and patterns if you would like to choose from them."

Aarvi's mood slightly cleared watching the diamond-shaped cage swing, "Aunty Melia, Your young master knows well to please me." She pointed to the swing and added, "I will rest there then."

Numerous times Aarvi had slept on the swimming pool lounge before they had moved to the waterfront villa so it could be expected from Aaron.

Melia grinned ear to ear knowing Aarvi liked it, she sat down at the lawn table and continued to knit occasionally watching Aarvi who dozed off in no time pushing her laptop away.

...

Aaron returned post-dinner time and heard Aarvi is still napping without having dinner. Nobody dares to wake her up so Aaron didn't find it odd. He rushed out and scooped the sleeping beauty to his arms to take her inside but Aarvi woke up by the movements.

"Why are you so late?... I was waiting for you." Aarvi murmured and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Stunned, Aaron quickly adjusted his arms to support her position, seeing her snuggling in his arms without caring he was carrying her and walking. She felt her heart rest at ease and dozed off on his shoulder.

Aaron had got a call from Chief Samar stating Aarvi was acting strangely and he had asked to make sure she doesn't have a problem so Aaron understood she is drained out. "Why were you waiting for me?"

He wanted to know if there was anything she needed him but got no answer and realized she drowsed off again. "Why do you pressure yourself so much?" He sighed to himself and took her to the bedroom while maids secretly admired the couple like always.

-- In Aarvi's bedroom --

Laying her on the bed, Aaron was straightening his back but Aarvi tightened her arms in sleep. Aaron was caught off guard landed on her and his eyes were alerted as soon his lips crushed on her soft slightly parted lips.

Unaware, Aarvi adjusted her head brushing away her lips on his thin tightly sealed lips and continued to sleep leaving him at a loss of words. They weren't so close yet else he would have really bitten her neck where his face was buried by her.

Aaron accepted all he could get is accidental kisses for now. When he tried to loosen her hands and get up, she pulled closer so he tried to slide down but regretted it soon.

'Aarvi Evans, how can you take revenge even in sleep?' He felt like he is going through the torture when his face was on her chest and she is avenging him for the afternoon prank.

He pulled her hands off forcefully and stood up controlling his mind from wandering off. He started deep breathing glaring at his pretty sleeping Cupcake. He so wished to pinch her cheeks hard and wake her up to punish her.

While leaving, his eyes landed on Laze which was giving him the hostile gaze, it looked like it was ready to pounce at him and scratch his face. A question popped in his head and asked Laze. "If I live with my Cupcake in the same room, should I throw you out? Or let you take the corner of the room?"

'Meow' Laze's hostile gaze sharpened on him.

'A question to be mulled over.' Aaron nodded to himself and frightened the Laze away from the bed before going out to get dinner for Aarvi.

...

The next day,historical

Aarvi got ready in her all-black outfit and dashed to Aaron's room, "How do I look?" She posed in front of him showing her complete look.

Aaron's gaze moved from top to toe and tapped on her nose as he asked her back, "What do I get?"

Aarvi spread her hands and announced, "Me! Of course..."

A mischief glint passed in his eyes pulled her to his arms. His backhand caressed her soft cheek cutting her off, "If I get you, everything about you is mine, isn't it?"

Aarvi innocently continued as if she didn't understand what he actually meant, "Of course but not now. You have a long way to go Dr. Rivas." She chuckled seeing him show disinterest quickly. She continued leaning on him, "I will drop you to your office... On my new bike."

Aaron was astonished. It isn't any simple bike, it is a superbike mainly used for racing. "I thought you bought it for gifting Shawn. Who taught... Shawn taught you riding motorbikes?"

Aarvi jumped on her toes and bumped his head with hers. "It's so easy to change your mood." Disinterest to amazed. 'He is stunning.'

He became serious when she was still smiling in mirth, "Am I getting the ride or not?" He wanted to make sure she didn't say it to change his mood. He knew well she could do anything, anytime changing her mind in a fraction of a second.

"You are, only if you change your business suit." Aarvi pointed to his outfit indicating it wouldn't be comfortable for him to sit on the bike wearing the business suit.

Aaron entered his walk-in answering her first question, "Of course, I will match my bold and daring beauty."

She wanted a fearless look - checked.

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Unfortunately, Secretary Wen reached Avron mansion to pick Aaron and he urged the driver to drive fast all the way till Rivas Industries headquarters when Aarvi sped on the road scaring the hell out of Milo Wen.

Aaron was impressed by Aarvi and her skills but he was sulking after getting off the bike. Aarvi knew he was discontent that Shawn and Dax got a chance to teach her so many things and he missed it all.

"Go to work. I will pick you up in the evening." Aarvi turned him pushed him inside seeing him still hanging around. "Go..."

Aaron sighed but didn't ask what she is planning that day. Removing her helmet carefully, he planted a kiss on her forehead, "Be safe and sound."

Milo Wen: 'President Dragon really has a heart.' He openly admired the couple ignoring the employees witnessing them.

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After handling the necessary work, Aarvi spoke to Shawn to confirm the timings of the freestyle race.

Vance Hays, 28 years old, the creative Director at Hay's international. His grandfather always undervalued him hence he didn't allow him to take over the company. Embarrassed to let the world know that, he never let anybody address him as director and enjoyed his life as if his position at the company doesn't matter to him however he loathed his grandfather to death due to the same reason.

One of his passions is racing. Although Aarvi had never seen him race, according to Shawn, Vance was nothing in front of her skills.

Aarvi's lips arced up slyly when she saw Vance riding his superbike. 'Vance Hays, your end begins now.'