His vicious revenge by Yarmia Tariq (i can read with my eyes shut .txt) 📖

She observed his moments for a while. But after realizing his struggle, she lightly moved her hand forward and took the plate from his hand. Then she took the spoon and filled it with food and turned it over to his face. All the while he was just staring at her movements. He didn't know what to say. After all the cruel things he did to her he couldn't believe she still cared for him. When he didn't opened his mouth and kept staring her, she finally spoke. "I'm fulfilling my duty as a wife, please eat it". 'oh so she just thinks of me as her husband, no feelings involved. At least she accepted me. After all the bad things you have done to her, that's a big achievement' his subconscious told him. He opened his mouth and took the food. Her gentle movements, feeding him food with her own little hands was staining his heart. He couldn't believe how a woman be still soft hearted after bearing his animal behavior. After he ate the food, he stood up and then she helped him to put on the coat. All the while she didn't look him in the eyes. After a final glare at her face his butler took his bag and he went off to his office. She cleared the table and then wash the dishes. After one hour maids came to clean the house and she guided them. After all the hectic work she went into her room and took off her clothes and then once again she stood in front of the mirror. And looked at her bruised body. All the red marks were slightly purple now. She took the ointment out of the drawer and started to apply on her body, where her hand could reach. All the while she only thought that it's her fate that brought her here and she should accept the life that God has given her, maybe she has to spend her life with him. And now she should make her life better with him and according to his preferences. She should look after him and serve him best as her duty being a wife. After all he's her husband and she has learned from her religion that a best wife is who, look after her husband. But I can do one thing, I should pray to god to make him a good human to live with. He's a beast, maybe god will give him a soft heart so he will not do cruel things with me. 
After all the innocent thoughts she wore a long, light robe and lay on bed. She took the painkillers and slept for 2 hours. After she woke up she took a bath and took her hijab. And then stood up to offer Salah. After she completed, she raised her hands for Dua. And cried and asked God to make her husband a good human being, and soften his heart so he could treat her wisely. As she wiped her tears and said amen. She stood up and turned around, she froze. Gerard was standing there. He had a calm expression on his face and was observing her for a while. "whenn did.. youuu come..?" She stuttered while blinking. She was embarrassed and ashamed of the thought, that he might have overhead her pleadings in Dua. And what he will think that she was asking for? To make him human? He will definitely be enraged to hear that. And this time he will kill her. "I just came while you were praying, but why are u stuttering? Are u afraid of me?" He asked in a sarcastic manner. "Noo I'm nott afraidd, whatt is there to be afraid of?" She tried to reply calmly. He came forward and stood close to her. He leaned his face closer, and stare at her. While she couldn't even look into his eyes and blink uncontrollably, trying to avoid his gaze. "how are your bruises?" He whispered on her face. This made her look into his eyes. They were still calm but there was somewhere guilt hidden in them and he was extremely professional to hide it. He gently moved his hands to her dress and started to undress her while she became stiff and scared. She thought that maybe he is going to punish her, and he has heard her and now no one can save her. She made a mistake. She started blaming herself and shut her eyes tight to avoid him. Seeing her state he understood her fear, and to relax her he spoke, "relax I'm not doing anything to you, I just want to look" he had a light smile on his face. She opened her eyes and looked at him. He removed the dress and unclasped her bra. He let the underwear unremoved. Now she was naked wearing only panties. Then he turned her around and walked her to the large mirror beside the wall. They both looked in the mirror. He observed all the bruises on her body. While she was so embarrassed in that state that she couldn't even meet his eyes. "I'm sorry" he whispered in her ear. She didn't look at him. While he kept blaming himself that how disgusting he was to ruin her body like this. Each mark was yelling at him that he is a animal. All the hickeys, bites were purple now. "Please forgive me, I don't deserve you. But I don't know why I can't let you go. I want you by my side. I need you to obey me. And be mine. Just serve me for my life. I can't let you go, after I've brought you here. I don't want to hurt but I don't know why there's something inside me which force me to do so. Just don't betray me ever." He spoke like he will break into tears any moment. Although his words sounded selfish, she tried to tell her herself that at least he is guilty of his doing. She looked at him while tears escape through her eyes. And then she started crying uncontrollably. He turned her around and hugged her, put her head on his chest and pressed her little body against his hard muscular body. His hands surrounded her body, like protecting her in a cage. He tried to calm her. Alaya didn't wanted to hug him but she was thankful that for the first time in her life she has someone's shoulder to cry on. She didn't hug him back but cried her heart out on his chest, soaking his clothes along with her tears.....