His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 33

Chapter 33

“Your grandfather paid for all this?” I asked in a hushed voice while sitting across him at our table in a fancy restaurant with a name I couldn’t even pronounce, but the food made up for the horrendous name.

Gabriel rolled his eyes. “That’s what a gift means, Freckles.”

I blinked, unconvinced. “The timing is just a little suspicious.”

“Why?”

“It’s out of nowhere.”

“No, it isn’t. We never had a honeymoon because we met each other for the first time at the altar, so my grandfather figured two months is enough time for me to get to know you. Hence the out of nowhere honeymoon.”

“Hm.” I dig into my pasta, still not quite convinced, but I had other things on my mind- like how I had fallen in love with the meatballs I was eating, and how no restaurant would be able to replicate it’s taste back at home.

“How many days are we going to be here for?” I asked him. That’s how most conversations between us go, I initiate, he replies.

A few

I raised an eyebrow. “What is a few?”

“Well, we have a jet. We can go back whenever we like.”

“So there’s no return date?”

“Not yet.”

“But you said you had a business dinner on Saturday.”

Gabriel frowned. “When did I say that?”

“To James,” I remind him, “When he invited us over for dinner.”

“Oh that.” A smug expression crosses his face.

My lips part. “You lied!”

“I did nothing of that sort. Gabriel wasn’t too much of a convincing liar when he didn’t want to be.

there

get jealous,

eyes, focusing back on

“What’re you wearing?”

shirt and

se that

His

“I

at him. “Aren’t you too

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Chapter 33

“You wanted me

as ever, he ate. “Now

“One

covered my lips. “I’m

going to tear it

ruin all my nice

can. Because then I’d buy

I giggled shaking my

wildest kink?” He asked, “A fantasy you’re scared to

and the way I stopped eating and just stared at him, I knew he could tell from my red face it was way more interesting than he earlier thought. Nonetheless, I looked at

know everything else about

“No, you don’t”

comfort

choose, you’d choose blue or purple. You listen to slow songs, mostly from Taylor Swift, but your favourite music genre is hip-hop. You binge watch your shows whenever you’re sad. Daisies are your favourite flowers. You miss your parents incredibly, you

Facebook material.” I

Facebook material that you

like you,” I scowl,

one thing I

roll my eyes. “Whatever helps you sleep

f*cking you. Or actually f*cking

lips part. “You’re

is smart and good at proving you wrong, which means I have earned knowing your wildest

tell you, I’murmur. It was almost so twisted that

can. Ask me mine and I’ll tell

lesser than a whisper. Of course, I wanted to ask him what his kinks were, his wildest fantasy, but knowing his answers meant giving him mine and I

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