Aeon was unguarded for any kind of attack from Aarvi. He never in his dream thought Aarvi could threaten his life.
When he felt a strong tug at his chest, he stumbled as he wasn't braced against Aarvi. He fell on the sofa abruptly when she gave him a rough push. Before he could grasp what she was doing, his eyes widened when a sharp knife appeared in Aarvi's hand out of nowhere. The sharp edge of the knife reached his neck so close that he didn't dare to breathe.
Aeon felt his heart race. He didn't know if it was fear or anticipation or shock. It was overwhelming when he stared at her murderous gaze and furry twitching her lips.
