"Princess love beast,
Beast shove princess.

Princess kiss beast,
Beast miss kiss.

Lastly, beast die,
'coz princess love was lie."

-LOVE_WHISPERED

enjoy story and thank u for spend some time on my book.

Forgive my mistake and read with a smile.

°MERCY LAVISH P.O.V°

You're mine,

Kiss me,

Come'on pleasure me,

Wanna moan my name from your small babe mouth.

I straightened up my back from bed, which was hugged me a while ago. My beats were hammering more than merrier, which affected seems on my puff up chest due to excessive breath. My white pearl sweats rolled over on the forehead from a scalp. Not had dared to swipe it.

"That was the nightmare," still exhaling breath in loud voice, clutched my duvet and tried to relax my mind, but nope. It didn't.

"The worst nightmare, I guess," I gulped my saliva to wet my already dried throat.

I had never experienced such a type of haunted nightmarish in which I was dominating myself to unknown scary man.

Yeah, I agreed I had many worse dreams, but this was incredible.

My mom always used to tell me that dreams consisted meaning and deep drowning secrets. And also scientifically proven that dreams or nightmare represented future activities.

"Good morning Mooooooggy," My husband, David Lavish jumped upon me, bouncing my body on bed with great impact, without realizing his presence in the room when I was in my deep trance, caused to catch my half breath. I slapped on his arm, playfully, made him giggle. He scared me almost chocked my saliva under my throat.

"You scared me, David!" I caught my air placing my hand on my already huff up chest after I exclaimed him.

I antecedently worry about the ghastly dream, urging to share with him but that would spoil our cherish morning. So I decided to back out my thoughts and let enjoyed with him.

I nodded on his mouthed sorry to me when my iris met with him.

He was top on me intertwining his fingers with mine, seductively. Gazing at each other eyes, not even tried to blink once.

When we lost in someone eyes and everything was stopped surrounding to us, and only our interlocked souls were talking like there will be no tomorrow it meant we deeply in love to someone according to my mom, Rotiana Wallford. But here, love word wasn't compared with us because our love was superlative couldn't compare with it any word.

Someone left small 6 or 7 months swaddled David in a cot near the orphanage door according to David's word, not mine.

As the days passed out, small David grown up and took many responsibilities on his shoulder by doing a job along with maintain his studies.

As per my sharp memory, he only shared with me orphanage peoples didn't treat him and other children well so he and his friends tried to escape and success in their mission.

Even, he didn't mention his orphanage friend's name.

Whenever I dragged his friend's life or their name topic, he usually answered that they all were settled so no need to dig it more.

It clearly meant his past was not good as I thought. I suggested him to share his past life with me because sharing our awful life part would be less burden in our heart, and it felt better than ever.

But he simply ignored or usually changed the topic and sometimes his eyes filled with water that clearly mentioned he passed rough and tough life.

After our marriage, neither I asked him, nor I forwarded his past topic because my happiness and sorrow lies in him. Sometimes something should be remained with us.

Now, my romantic husband starred on my soft pink babe lips then to my electric blue eyes.

His back of hands was now traveling on my blushing cheek to my neck, then to my breast, then to my stomach which was realising butterflies' movements.

I stopped his hand on midway and intertwining.

I tucked his fringe into his shady brown spike, Still his crystal blue watery eyes locked on my lips and mine on his brown lips urging to taste each other fresh mouthery.

Morning breath Mercy but David never mind it.

He loves me and my breath.

Instantly, smashed his lips with mine, which was gently touching, full of love and tender.

My hand was caressing his fair flat left cheek contained trim beard then rushing my hand to his five packs abs, clearly sensed albeit he had worn a white shirt, yup he had five abs an instead of even number.

I laughed on my wedding night when my hand contiguous with his abs and seriously that day I had counted his abs seventh times to confirm.

I felt moist on my lips when he started to suck my lower lip then to upper lips as his right hand was moving up and down underneath my lose Doremon Tee against my navel, and still his other hand was busy in intertwining with mine hand respectively.

A pleasure moaned escape out of from my mouth.

I frowned on his teasing classes, hastily captured his lips and roughly synchronizing without thinking twice, tangled my legs around his back.

He softly whispered placing his lips on my earlobe.

"Happy Birthday Moggy," He used the Scottish accent in husky voice.

He always told me that I usually acted like a cat on the bed.

Before I thanked him the door busted out. "Shit you both," My dad, Cybon Wallford cursed us in loud groan and turned around showing his back to us after seeing our quarter intimacy.

David quickly released me as fast as he could and I, myself covered my bare shoulder through my Tee as I straightened up. Feeling embarrassed.

"At least you guys locked the door." He advised as he clearly showed his face to us. He had same eyes as mine, firmament color, few wrinkled spreads on his face described his old age, but still he looked handsome and fitter than others in his mid 50. He wore dim blue shirt tucked in grey pant.

His both hands wrapped around my little 3 years and a half months' doll, my daughter, Autumn Lavish. Her tiny hands half encircled my dad neck, and her right bouncy pink cheek rested on his shoulder. Her little bump settled on my dad's arm lap.

She dressed white duvet shirt and her tiny leg covered by same material trouser.

Might be she was sleeping.

"You got us wrong. I...I...I was just finding a wallet." David offended and rolling his eyes around the bed to beside the lamp table acted like he was really finding wallet. I gave a STOP-OVERACTING look to David.

"Yeah, finding wallet underneath her Tee? Don't teach your father-in-law how to make babies." Dad slammed on his forehead, playfully.

David scratched his neck and tried to hide his flush, but he failed. I could see his blushed cheeks.

I chuckled on David expression plus abashed also for what we had done.

Not locked the knob.

To let out awkward silent, I broke the silence brick. "Dad, how are you? Long time no seen, I think you forget that you have one daughter and granddaughter." I crossed my arms over my chest and tilted my head on left side showing my resentment mood to him.

Casually he called me thrice times in a day and paid the visit regularly,
but from last three weeks, he neither visited here nor called me once.

"And son-in-law also," This time my husband spoke up after driving out from his blush-flush situation.

Dad, who silently starred us with his big eyes like two red horns grown up in the middle of our head. David shrugged his shoulder when his eyes met with mine.

"Ahmm..uhmmm actually, I got to go, have some important work. Bye sweetheart." He checked his watch eight times since he came over here like he had given time to someone.

His unexpected behavior bewlider to David and me.

My eyes widened in incredulity.

He had never avoided my question since childhood but today he did.

My eyes filled with mixed emotions which were generating in the form of water but stopped it by biting my lip.

Even though he had a lot of work around with miscellaneous tension but he never forgot to wish on my birthday but seems today he almost lost his conscious.

David put his hand on my shoulder, squeezed it little and shook his head not to be cried as he suspected my teary eyes. David also aware from dad behavior, of course he had as we were unionized for 4 years.

"Take your over-weight Balloon," Dad commented on Autumn whilst sauntered towards me, and adjusted asleep Autumn on my lap, which was cross in Indian style.

"Happy birthday baby girl," Finally, dad confession made me smile like a school girl got a butter scotch in summer.

Wishing on birthday wasn't relevant, but it proved that I was much significant for my belongs.

"Thanks Dad," I chirpily told him as he bent his head forwarding his left cheek towards me, obviously asking for daughteriss that meant daughter kiss. I had a bad habit to join up two words since childhood.

I pecked a sweet kiss on his dark cheek, in return dad gave gently forehead kiss and then to his lovely grand-daughter, Autumn on her cheek, tenderly.

"What happened to him?" I interrogated to David after waving good-bye and flying kiss to dad and of course assured that dad was out of room.

"He is in love." David exaggerated 'love' in singing tone.

I rolled my eyes as he was teasing my innocent dad.

Whatever David explained was totally denied by me because dad only love, one and only, my mom.

As far as I knew him, his past was like a story of a bad boy fell in love.

Yup, He had got a tag as a bad boy in his super young age who always had been bullying new students, doing a prank, startling faculties using lizard, cockroaches and many more creatures until my mom, Rotiana William stepped into his life or had to say in his class.

She was a simple but bravery, alluring and ultrasmart girl who always acted dearly with everyone except my dad because of his bullied behaviour.

But whom knew that one day, Tom and Jerry fell in love.

Mom got to know that dad was not bad as she thought. He showed too much love to her.

Finally, Tom proposed her and Jerry gladly accepted and married happily and got consequences was me, Mercy.

But god had planned something else for them, my mom had met with an accident and became the star across the sky when I was 14 years old.

In those years, dad didn't remarry and didn't even fell in love because still his beats were taking my mom name, still his breath was feeling her presence fragrance, still his old glittered eyes were looking forward for her.

Now as per my big brain, David's assumption was totally incorrect.

David: 0
Mercy: 1

"Moggy,"

"Moggy,"

"Moggy, are you okay?" David brought me out of my trance. His hand on my shoulder brushing against it for giving his relaxed sooth feelings.

"Now don't tell me that you were day-dreaming for the dad remarry and his upcoming 3 or 4 small crawling babies who will sleep with us and sharing our bed an-and changing their nappies." His facial expression was like he recently had watched horror movie and still effect seen on his face. I controlled my laugh at his facial expression, biting my lips with a smile.

"OHHHH NOOOO WAYYYY, what about our night s-x. Please be aware to him for the precaution before he will blast a bomb 'sweetheart, I got your new small brother,' " He mimicked my dad on last sentence.

Now that was rude, dad had own life and he already wasted his half life on me and if he loved someone, I couldn't have chance to except accept.

I let out heaved snort.

"David, that is too much. He gave you his real gem and white-collar job in your hand, you should have to owe him instead," I raised one brow.

"Yeah, I should be," He rolled his eyes and continued "But, I deserve it, don't I?" He winked and I chuckled on his facial expressions, again.

David and Dad both jobbed in same place 'Hoard Bank' situated in the center of the second richest city throughout the world, New York.

David worked as Head Manager whereas my dad was Head Cashier.

Before marriage, David had worked in the shop which was located on somewhere, seriously I forgot where he had passed his day and night.

With the fine references of my dad and seeing dad loyalty towards the bank so without hesitation they forwarded the job to David as he was already dad son-in law so neither even took his interview nor checked his background, thanked to god because now-a-days, the bank never trusts on orphan people because of their unknown family background.

"Moggy, have a bath still then I will prepare your favorite breakfast for you." I smiled, in return he placed his lips on my nose tips.

I closed my eyes to feel his homely treat. He was only man in the world who felt me safe and secure in his arms after my dad.

David, before leaving room he transferred Autumn on the fluffy bed and covered her from the pink duvet because of nipping atmosphere and coldness attacked small babies sensitive germs in no minute.

My bed started to vibrate like natural calamities took place, but then I realised it was my mobile who was dancing beside to my pillow.

I couldn't sleep if my mobile was not around me, it became my habit. So I hid it under my pillow or beside instead of the nightstand.

I stretched myself to reach at my mobile, I grabbed in first attempt before I would struggle second time.

I smiled on caller ID flashing on my mobile. I slided into receive.

"Mercy, Where are you?" A feminine voice screamed on me.

She was my best friend from primary. We shared everything including some private talks without timid.

"Hannah, come down. Why are you screaming? Is everything alright?" I asked her in concern tone.

She screamed when she faced something difficulty or in nervous.

I heard heavy sigh voice at her side like something troubling her and she wanted to spill out everything.

"SEBASTIAN SAFFORN ALFANSO HAS BEEN SHOT OUT AN---"