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 urge to

“She slept”

“What?”

“She slept.

1 glared,

old was

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sleeps

knew the driver wouldn’t have the f*cking sense to switch on the

I cleared my throat.

Arthur raised

Would you

I stood up, unbuttoning my

off.” I left Arthur’s office with Peter on my trail, giving him clear instructions to send a reminder to Arthur PA if

leather seat

the driver. “And why is it so cold in here? Switch on

you don’t like

ask you for your opinion?” I cut him off. He was loud, and preferred

the car got warmer and I had to loosen the clothes I was wearing. I watched her more times than I would like to admit

SOFIA

all perfumes I own combined, which didn’t make sense because I was in my room. My stomach had

With Gabriel.

Shit

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

“How’d I get here?”

in her hands, “You’ve been

“How did I get

“What?”

car while waiting for Gabriel, and

Her cheeks blushed, “I don’t know. I

“What?”

“I’m not sure.”

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make sure to thank him.” Mouth almost still open,

don’t think you

“Why not?”

thanks his

passing her a smile,

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