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.

laughed. “Is there an extent

don’t get jealous,

the urge to roll my eyes, focusing back on my pasta as a comfortable silence

“What’re you wearing?”

shirt and skirt?

se that

His

sparkled. “I

him. “Aren’t

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Chapter 33

“You wanted me

ever,

He replied, serious as ever. “One night wasn’t enough.

covered my lips. “I’m wearing

going to

can’t ruin all my nice

can. Because then I’d buy

impossible,” I giggled shaking

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

my red face it was way more interesting than he earlier thought. Nonetheless, I looked at

know everything

“No, you don’t”

comfort

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

Facebook material.” I mumble,

Facebook material that you like

scowl, “I barely

I

roll my eyes. “Whatever helps you sleep

thoughts of f*cking you. Or actually f*cking you

lips part. “You’re

proving you wrong,

I’murmur. It was almost so twisted that I was ashamed about

mine and

Of course, I wanted to ask him what his kinks were, his wildest fantasy, but knowing

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