His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

I kissed Gabriel Whitlock.

No, he kissed me.

And as good as that kiss was, kissing him was not good for me at all because even more than twenty-four hours later, the kiss was still all I was thinking about though I was at my desk on my first day at my new job.

I needed to focus. So, I tried all day. And all day, I failed.

All I could think of was him, Kissing him. More than kissing hi

“Girl, there’s literally drool on your mouth. James commented as we walked out of the elevator together, and my cheeks. flushed.

“My husband… did a number on me.” I bit my lower lip. Every time I replayed Gabriel’s words to me, I was inevitably lost in thoughts of what he had promised me.

I would f*ck you)

there’s no tomorrow.

James was the first friend I met at work. He was the head of product design at Wales and even though our jobs were nowhere. interrelated, our desks were adjacent. He was tall and dark with buzz cut looking intimidating, but he talked to me himself when I first entered and hadn’t stopped since.

He hot?” James asked in a heavy southern accent, and I laughed.

“Yeah, he’s hot.”

When we got out of the building ready to grab dinneras per the spontaneous plan we had made, he paused, his eyes narrowing. “He loaded too?”

“Huh?” I followed his gaze which had stopped at the car parked outside Wales, the driver standing outside, his eyes fixed at

me.

breath, apologetically looking at

only be happy I made it

get him to invite me for dinner soon-ish. You’ve talked about his cooking all day. I’m tempted to have it

invite me first,” He teased, “I accept

him bye and then walking

asked you to leave,” I scowled in a whisper once I

day were to take you wherever you want,

tell him where I

if he asks,” My driver said, and

was at Wales all day. His

guilt about it, but not much. I was just one of the thousand employees of this company, doing my job. I was

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job myself. He

getting into the car and

by the door, persistently taking

a new friend.”

She

I corrected her and her lips parted in

“Oo!”

fell asleep early that night because of the lack of sleep on Saturday

face fell a little. “No, he hasn’t, she replied. “Peter called and did leave a message

What is

Gabriel sir had to fly out to London urgently yesterday.” She raised her shoulders in

couldn’t help the disappointment from washing all over me. Yesterday? He didn’t tell me before he left, or even asked Peter to. I didn’t expect him to let me know

we don’t. Her voice was apologetic.

what-ifs. What if he had been here tonight? Would there be more of that kissing? Would we acknowledge what happened between us,

passed. Wednesday passed Thursday passed. And then,

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