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.

she seize now?” I contemplated the urge to

“She slept”

“What?”

“She slept.

Peter, 1 glared, and he stepped

was this

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sleeps in

outside, and I knew the driver wouldn’t

I cleared my throat.

good?” Arthur raised

I’ve got a personal emergency. Would you mind if you just drop the file

nodded, and I

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 to Arthur PA if the file hadn’t been dropped by

in the office transport, and me in my car. Looking at Sofia asleep with her legs over the leather seat I had paid tens of thousands of dollars for. I almost cringed, and

us home,” I said to the driver. “And why is it so cold in here?

don’t

him off. He was loud, and preferred employees

wearing. I watched her more times than I would like to admit to myself with pure

SOFIA

and manlier than all perfumes I own combined, which didn’t 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

With Gabriel.

Shit

and, Luna was right out, looking like she was in

“How’d I get here?”

for you.” Her eyes flickered to the tray of food in her hands, “You’ve been asleep for almost eleven

“How did I

“What?”

the car while waiting for Gabriel,

“I don’t know. I think

“What?”

“I’m not sure.”

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him.” Mouth almost still open,

think

“Why not?”

never thanks his

him, so..” Meekly passing her a smile, I take

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