His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 12

GABRIE

I’m not a man who usually listens to any woman, but this one had a hold on me. Not her, but the dress she was wearing. The way it hugged her upper body and then flowed down, showing her leg perfectly. Every time a man in this room looked at her, it drove me insane. It made me want to go up the stage and announce her as my wife.

“I don’t dance. I tell her firmly as 1 stand in front of her on the dancing floor, studying each move.

She pretended to be unbothered by what happened with Arthur, but I knew she heard every bit of my conversation with him, and it affected her.

“I know,” she replied, wrapping her hand around my neck. Her fake smile didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Can you stand here for a bit anyway?”

“Why

“Mrs. Johnson was talking about how we didn’t even dance at our own reception so we should take the floor now. I tried refusing, but she wouldn’t buy it. I was going to come find you after freshening up.”

My eyes reflexively found the sixty year old woman who was looking at us from a corner with her husband, who happened to be my grandfather’s friend. I put my hands on her waist. “So, you’re doing this to keep pretence? Because the contract I made you sign requires you to?”

“Mh-hm.”

I tightened my grasp on her waist, pulling her closer and swaying with her.

She was usually way more talkative than this.

“Penny for your thoughts?”

“Arthur was drunk.”

“He was”

“If you would’ve have been there, what was he planning to do?”

1 stiffened. “I was there.”

She hesitantly looked at me. “But you won’t always be there.”

“I will.” I tell her, my voice promising. “You’re my responsibility, Sofia.”

“Freckles.”

“What?”

She finally smiled. “You call me freckles.”

“I do. I passed her a soft one back and she relaxed, seeming convinced.

Im ready to go home.

“You haven’t eaten.”

She just shrugged, moving away from me and my hands drop from her waist, almost making me wish she hadn’t. She fixed

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her dress while I stared, wondering how pretty that piece of cloth would look on the floor of my.

That thought alone, of removing her dress in my room, my hands all over that perfect skin of hers, made heat rush down and I could feel my pants tighten.

I had to tear my vision away from her and just when I was almost successful in calming my absurd thoughts down, she wrapped one of her hands around my arm, and my breath froze midway again.

had on my self control, I led her towards the exit

know who. I

called you, Sofia murmured, turning back

my name in bold letters, under

my head. Wasn’t this supposed to be

thought you don’t

I rolled my eyes.

eye while we walked out of the gala in silence, but couldn’t help myself

dollars I paid were worth lifting her mood after that d*ckhead dragged

SOFIA

While we waited for the valet to bring the car, I folded

spared me a

My

to carry your

at him. I genuinely thought he would remove his coat and offer

gentleman at times,

was a difficult man to

a second rushing to the passenger seat and getting in. Lknew Gabriel was amused, shaking his head, tipping the valet

got

in.

did was switch on the heater, and

hours later, I was in my room. The time was almost midnight, but I

lazy to wake up, but when the hunger pangs became unavoidable,

gotten used to eating what was being served here, so I had no idea what was kept

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find some chips with a dip of some ice cream, I

No luck.

behind me.

jumped in my place when I heard

hands crossed and a questioning eyebrow raised. I gulped looking at him, but mostly the way his black round neck tee clung to his muscles, and the

away from him. “I- I’m

had seen him in anything except a shirt and pants. And I always knew he

I was wearing since I sleep with the heater in my room on, my hair tied in a messy ponytail when

He didn’t stop.

till he was inches away, forcing

I realised I wasn’t wearing any bra and although I wasn’t too blessed in that department, I

I was hoping

that I could hear him breath. If I leaned up, he was close

“Chips,” he said.

had walked this close to open the drawer above me, and I

flushed, I grabbed the pack of unopened

He didn’t move away.

moving out from the right, but he put his hand on

was barely

He didn’t answer.

I was stuttering. He was leaning down to reach my height. His face was inches away from mine couldn’t even think

over my but it didn’t seem like he was trying to feel me up. They

My very bare thigh.

*Hm?” I gulped.

I don’t know how he raised me, but I

you share

“What?”

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“The chips.