His vicious revenge by Yarmia Tariq (top 10 non fiction books of all time TXT) 📕

She waited all evening for his return. But today he was late. It was already 8 pm and there were no signs of him. She called him several times but he did not picked it up.
She was so worried, she kept roaming in the hall way. Lisa was sleeping peacefully after she took a bath.

With a little hope left she called him again at 9 pm. The call kept ringing for a moment. After 30 seconds it was picked up by Clara. The taste in her mouth turned sour, and she felt everything bitter around her.
Her voice pierced through her.

"Hello! Is this Mrs Gerard?" She asked on the other side while she kept silent.
After a moment, recovering her senses she replied,

"Give the phone immediately to Gerard" she said in a stern voice.

"I'm sorry Mrs Gerard but Gerard is sleeping in his office as he was tired after working for the whole day. As he will wake up I'll immediately report it to him" she replied.

Her words burned in her ear, like a coal. Without giving her a chance to say more she cut the call in rage.

'he didn't even left a text or call, to let me know about his whereabouts. And there he was sleeping in his office with his secretary. I don't matter a even bit that he didn't even bother to tell me anything. And like a fool I'm here getting worried for him' she thought as the jealousy got the best of her.

She went into her room, and cuddled the pillow. Tears made her eyes wet as she cried in frustration, hurt, broken state. She didn't wanted to think anything wrong or misunderstood him but the situation made her like this. She wanted to trust him blindly but her instincts were not letting her. She looked at her daughter, Lisa beside her. She was breathing slowly, sleeping unaware of the world. She thought everyone has a golden time, when they don't have to face the harsh world and just lie in peace just like her baby. Where no one can hurt you, no one can betray you. You are too innocent at that time to understand anything. 
Her memories rewinded and she missed her mother. Her mother used to take care of her just like that. She never let her do anything, she never scolded her. She always used to call her princess, just like now she calls her own daughter.
Her life changed completely after her marriage.

She don't know when her eyes closed, and she forgot about the world as she dived into her fantasy, laying next to her only reason of life, Lisa.

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As Gerard woke up he saw Clara sleeping on the other couch. He immediately looked at the clock and panicked as he saw it was 3:00 am! 
He got up from the couch and looked for his phone.
Surprisingly he found on Clara's couch. He took it away silently, trying not to wake her up. 
As he checked the call history, sweats formed on his forehead.
20 missed calls and last call lasted for 2 mins.

He instantly took his coat from his chair and picking up the car keys he rushed into the lift.
The elevator opened as he reached the parking lot.
He drove at full speed and reached home in 30 minutes. He was worried that he didn't told anything to Alaya and she did several calls came he didn't even picked up. 
He was so embarrassed at himself, he could feel her pain. She must be upset with him. He wanted to apologize to her, he shouldn't had forgot about her even in work load. And for the whole day, he didn't even interacted with his daughter. He was so eager to pull them into hug. He missed them.

He stepped into his room, only to find Alaya sleeping with Lisa beside. He moved closer to her and sat beside the bed to look at her closely. Their were dry tears on her cheek which shown in the moonlight, seeping from the window. His princess like daughter, looking angelic, pure just like her mother. 
This was his only family, which he always wanted to wish for but never did after his past. But still god blessed him and completed his life. 
He caressed her cheek, feeling the dry tears. Her lashes were still wet. 
Then placed a kiss on her daughters forehead and then on to Alaya's cheek. He got up from the floor and lay behind Alaya, hugging her from behind. He nuzzled into her neck, feeling the sweet smell of her body. Her smell always made him go like crazy, always turned him on.
But today it took away all his stress and made him feel relaxed. He kissed her soft spot on her neck, cupping her face with the other hand. 
He could live his whole life with her, without anything, just her and still never get over her body. 
She was addicting. And he was addicted. He kissed her rosy pink coloured cheeks, then he moved upward and kisses her eyes. 
He was so lucky to have her as his wife.

Her eyes slightly opened as she felt someone besides her. 
It was Gerard, his hand placed on her chest and he was looking at her.

"When did you come?" She asked through half open eyes.

"It's been 20 mins, I'm really sorry Alaya. Please forgive me. I made you wait and didn't even call or text you" he said sincerely.

She could feel the deepness in his words, she turned to him and placed her hand on his cheek.

"It's ok but don't ever do that again. I was worried sick until I got to know you're sleeping. And always tell me yourself that if you're going to be late. I'll not forgive next time" she said sarcastically at last words.

"I won't let that happen again, I promise" then he kissed her lips.

"I want to sleep now" she said getting back on her pillow.

"But I want a kiss, then you can sleep" he said and instantly took her lips into his, seeping into her mouth and teasing her tongue. Feeling the strawberry taste of her mouth. Her tongue responded, and they both intermingled like two passionate lovers at their first time.

Interrupting their kiss, Lisa made a noise in her sleep, giving both of them high alert.
Alaya laughing pushed him back to bed and tried to made Lisa sleep again.
"Now sleep" she said with a smile to him as he also smiled and placed a last peck on her lips.