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

She tried to open her eyes. Her head was spinning and each part of her body was aching badly. She slightly opened her eyelids, and tried to sit. She realized that she was on bed. She looked around, it was a large luxurious room, decorated perfectly upto someone's taste. Everything from doors to curtains were matching the color of walls. The blue and black color was ensuring that this room belongs to a man. She realized that the bed was also king's size. There was also a window in front of the bed, curtains weren't pulled out yet. There was dim light in room.

"So my lady is finally awake" a voice echoed, someone was sitting beside the bed on the couch, it seemed like he was waiting for very long. His eyes were glaring at her in dark. Her body froze with fear. She looked in the direction where Gerard was sitting. He was smiling at his victory. "Please let me go" she started to cry in fright.

He stood up and moved towards her. "Get ready we're marrying today" he leaned closer to her. "Please let me go, I beg you, please forgive me for my mistake" she started to beg him.

"Baby don't waste your energy like this, you'll be needing it tonight" he grinned wickedly. Then he leaned closer to her and watch in her eyes. "You're very pretty, but I'll make you ugly" then he walked out of the room. She did not just seemed frightened but she was shivering at the thought that she would be marrying a devil who is even a non-Muslim. She realized that she needs to escape somehow. She got up from the bed, and tried to find the buttons to turn on the light. They were bedside the bed but a little below. She turned on the lights and walked towards the window. She moved the curtains aside. It was morning, but it was all cloudy. She saw that she was not on the ground floor and the ground was very below. She saw a large swimming pool outside. Beautiful chairs with a centre table were placed around with a little distance from it. It was a mansion, a sumptous one! She also saw some guards holding guns and walking around. She realized that it will be hard for her.

She was sitting on the bed, in her deep thoughts and horror when some girls entered in the room. There were three of them, one was holding a briefcase, and the other holding a large dress and the last one was bare handed. They told her to sit beside the dressing table. Losing her consciousness, she started to cry and begged them to help her out. She told them that she don't want to marry. Suddenly the door opened, and they walked out. Gerard came in room.

When Alaya saw him, she started to tremble with fear. He walked towards her. "if you try to cause any problems then let me tell you, your little brother is under my custody and I will shot him dead in a moment you'll make mistake, so if you want him alive then cooperate". He put his hands in his pocket and let out his phone. In a second he played some video and held it in front of her face. In the video there was a little boy lying on the chair in unconscious state and some men were standing around him holding pistols. Her eyes filled with scare, she glanced at the beast standing in front of him. "Ok I'll do as you say, I promise. Just let him go" she told him with a shivery, crying voice. "I'll release him today as you'll marry me" an evil smile spread on his face, laughing on her helplessness. He turned around and called the girls in as the girls again entered, he went away. Alaya silently sat on the chair beside the dressing table. One of them stepped forward and opened the briefcase, there was lots of makeup in it. The other started to do her hair and the last one started to unpack her dress. After one hour, she was ready. She looked into the mirror, the bride in front of her, styled in western style, looked absolutely beautiful but her eyes were hollow. There was sadness, sorrow and pain.

They left the room and she kept sitting in that locked room for an hour. Her senses didn't allowed her to look for a chance to escape. She had to marry the devil, for the sake of his brother's life. There was no other way.

After one hour, the door opened and Gerard walked in with a lawyer. She immediately looked up, they both sat on the couch. Lawyer started to open the file while Gerard couldn't help his eyes off her face. He opened the papers and held them out to Gerard, he instantly signed them in a second. Then lawyer showed him the place on paper, where bride's signature were needed. He stood and moved towards bed, where Alaya was sitting. And he held out the pen to her to take, and then pointed out where to sign. She looked at Gerard with tears filled in her eyes. "do you want his life or not?" He tried to remind her. With shaking hands, she signed. Gerard handed the papers to lawyer. "Congratulations" he greeted in return, and walked out. Gerard took his phone out of his pocket and dialed something. "Leave the boy to his place" he said on the call. Alaya's heart felt at ease, but her hatred for him was growing every moment. Then he walked towards her, leaned closer and held her jaw tightly. She screamed in pain. "Now you're mine! Make a move and you'll suffer, just wait for it, what will happen with you tonight. I'm sending food, eat like a good girl, you will be needing it afterwards" he talked to her face so close that his breath was even creating warm feeling on her skin. She couldn't lift her eyes up in pain as his grip was tightening. He was hurting her. "I can't wait, you're on my nerves now. You pretty bitch! How come you have a so much innocent face to pull me into yourself!" He said with lust filled in his eyes. Then he tried to control himself like it was too hard for him. He released his grip, and walked out of the room.

In a moment, a maid with lots of dishes holding entered. She laid the dishes on the little table beside the couch. "Let me know mam, if you need anything. I'll be standing by the door." She said in a polite manner and moved. Alaya was feeling so much hungry, as she didn't ate anything since morning and it was already 5. She sat beside the table silently and ate, even she didn't wanted to.