His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

GABRIEL

Arthur Geller was a man in his forties, the biggest woman-objectifier I know, a pervert, and an overall cheapskate who makes the next pretty, young girl his ‘target’ and never learnt the meaning of boundaries. Fortunately for him, the only good thing about him was his business sense because 4% of the Whitlock revenue directly came from him and his shell companies, which is why I dealt with him often.

In all fairness, I never cared about what he did with who outside the walls of his office, and that was until I got my wife to his

office.

All I could think of now was the crimes I would commit if he laid his dirty eyes on the girl I had left outside.

Because even in all my annoyance against Sofia, I wasn’t blind. I knew Sofia was beautiful, more beautiful than most girls I knew and any man with a d*ck would love her.

I knew I would.

But the idea of that being any other man, especially Arthur, drove me insane to a point where I could not sit in front of the

man anymore.

1 tapped the back of the pen on the desk impatiently and as Arthur’s eyes studied me, Peter shifted behind me in

discomfort.

You seem in a haste today,” Arthur commented.

“Just want to get this done with.”

“You usually never want to get done with business, you could live in it,” He mused. “What is this about? Have anyone to return home to?”

My eyes flickered to him. I knew he had heard about my marriage. I knew anyone with an Internet access had. It had been about ten days, and it was still making headlines.

“Lily Grant perhaps?” He pushed.

Lif

I stiffened, and if my eyes could shoot daggers, Arthur would be dead by now. Nonetheless, I pulled back my poker face. “Why don’t we just wait quietly? There’s no reason why me picking up a file should require us talking.”

“We’re friends, Gabe.”

“We’re not.” I gave him a hard pressed smile.

Peter stepped closer to me from behind. He bent to my level. “Si, the driver called..” he murmured, only in my ear for me.

contemplated the

“She slept”

“What?”

“She slept.

you Peter, 1 glared,

old was this

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sleeps in the

driver wouldn’t have the f*cking sense

I cleared my throat.

good?” Arthur

No, actually. I’ve got a personal emergency. Would you mind if you just drop the file tomorrow at

do. He nodded, and I stood up, unbuttoning

Shaking hands with him, I added, “Make sure the file’s dropped off.” I left Arthur’s office with Peter on my trail, giving him clear instructions to send a reminder

leather seat I had paid tens of thousands of dollars for. I almost cringed, and then I

to the driver. “And why is it

you don’t like

and preferred employees who could silent,y take an order. It’s what I

car got warmer and I had to loosen the clothes I was wearing. I watched her more times than I would like to admit to myself with pure amusement of how

SOFIA

make sense because I was in my room. My stomach had hunger pangs to the point where I felt nauseous, and confusion hit me because the last thing I remembered was definitely

With Gabriel.

Shit

as quick as I could, rushing outside and, Luna was right out, looking like she was in the middle of knocking on

“How’d I get here?”

the tray of food in her hands, “You’ve

“How did I

“What?”

waiting for Gabriel, and I just

Her cheeks blushed, “I don’t

“What?”

“I’m not sure.”

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thank him.” Mouth almost still open,

don’t think you should

“Why not?”

thanks his

a smile, I take the tray of

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