All Chapters of Mira’s Return : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Gerald’s POV. I leaned closer and she extended her lips. Before I could breath, her lips landed on mine. My mind and my lips had no conscience and minds of their own. I kissed her back, savoring every inch of her soft, plum lips. She moaned softly in my mouth and it was the most beautiful sound I have heard all day. “Knock, knock,knock “. The sound from the door distracted us. I quickly pulled away from Kaira as the nurse opened the door. “Ma’am, dinner is served”. Kaira tried to hide her embarrassment with a smile. She nodded and the nurse walked out. The awkward silence between us lasted for five seconds before I ended it. “You should go now”. Kaira nodded and walked out, she paused at the door to smile sweetly at me before walking out. As soon as she was out of sight, I punched the wall. “Fuck! Damn!! What the hell!”, I cursed loudly. I couldn’t explain how it happened but it happened. It was another form of guilty pleasure. I enj

Gerald’s POV. “Good evening boss”, Peter ran towards me to help with my bag. I looked around and noticed that the cars were parked the same way for two days. “Have you been here?” I asked, walking towards the driver's seat. “Yes boss, we are all waiting for you “. I smirked and tapped him on his shoulder. “Keys”. He handed over the Range Rover key to me and my bag. “Go home”. Peter nodded at my instructions and called out the team members. I zoomed off before they did. On my way, I stopped by a random barber shop and it was as expected. The tension and ovation was too extra. “Can I get a haircut in 20?” I asked anyone who cared to answer. A young man nodded and fixed a seat for me. “Thank you for coming here sir, it is a privilege and I appreciate it”. I smiled softly and in no time, he got working. The sound of camera clicks and giggling among his staff was the music in the room. I almost regretted not coming along with Peter. People a

Kaira’s POV. It was the best evening I think I had in my life. As we drove back to the apartment, Gerald extended his hand to me and fixed back his gaze on the road. I took his hand and he wrapped his fingers in mine. It was a beautiful moment. I brought out my phone as I got an idea. I took a picture of our hands wrapped together and stared at it. It was a beautiful picture. “What are you gushing about?”. He looked at me for a second, before returning his attention back to the road. I ignored and clicked another picture of him. He looked like a vintage model. The night effect and lights from the car and city added so much detail to the picture. I gushed over the most handsome man I knew. He was a pro with cars. He controlled the wheel with just one hand as he held my hand. “Will I see you tomorrow?”, I asked, faking a cry. I knew he was a busy man but I couldn’t kill the urge that wanted him 2/4/7. “Babe, tomorrow is your therapy

Harry’s POV. I brushed my hair and stared at the mirror one last time before walking out of the house. It was Kaira’s therapy day and I was unusually excited to see her. Seeing her meant spending enough time with her. It was what I had planned out. After her session I planned on taking her to places we visited together. This was my tool in helping her regain her memory quickly. I drove to her apartment and adjusted my sleeve before knocking. After few knocks, Elizabeth opened the door holding a book. “Good morning Mr Harry”. I allowed myself in and looked around the sitting room. “Good morning Elizabeth. Where is Kaira?”, I asked immediately. She locked the door and walked up to me. “She is in her room”. Her response was swift and cold. “Today is her therapy session. Is she ready?”. My question was left unanswered. “Elizabeth?”, I called her name with a spike. “No sir”. She was hesitant and unnecessarily disturbed. “Why?”, I

“Mom! Gerald !…Gerald”, I broke down in tears again. I was hurt and my chest was aching. “Gerald had all my friends who attended my party yesterday arrested. He is suing them for invading his personal property and charging them $200,000 each for compensation”. My parents were mute. The next few seconds was filled with my sound of my sobbing. “Why would he do that? He gifted you that apartment last year. He can’t get to your friends because he has issues with you”. My dad stated but it was just the tip of the iceberg. I laughed bitterly. “That’s not all Dad. Before I got here, few hours ago I meant”. I sniffed out in a face towel. “I stopped by the apartment to get my favorite scarf I left behind last night. Guess what?” I stared at my mom before breaking down again. This time it felt like my world was crumpling and gradually coming to an end. I pulled my hair and wailed more till my mom held my hands. “Mom, Gerald has claimed custody of th