His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 92

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Fate was a word I didn’t believe in

Just like I now didn’t believe that the girl in front of me, the one who had bumped into me last evening had done so by accident.

Anger ran its course through my veins that this silly little person had planned our encounter yesterday, and I had assumed it to be accidental.

When I took a step closer to her, she shook, audibly gasping.

And I must be a sick ba*t*rd because her fear turned me on. Pressing the gun I was holding to her forehead further, my cock strained against my pants when she whimpered.

Oh, all the things I could do to her.

“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t blow your brains out right now,” I threatened.

She gulps, the horror somehow darkening the grey in her eyes. I am innocent,” she pleaded.

That voice. How would I sound like if she moaned my name? Scratch that. When. When she moans my name.

“Innocent people don’t run, cupcake.”

Her lips quiver. “I- I was walking back from the bathroom and I paused hearing your voice. I didn’t- I didn’t h

swear.

“Huh.” I retrace the gun, putting it back into my pocket. “You didn’t hear anything?”

“N-No

“Are you lying, cupcake?”

She shakes her head. Once. Twice. Thrice,

“Hm.” I pretend to believe her, stepping closer. “What is that?” I eye the phone in her hands.

“N- Nothing” Her eyes twitch, the phone now clutched safely in both her hands behind her back.

“Nothing?”

hear anything. I

enough to notice the tears glistening in her eyes, but that doesn’t stop her

her eyes at the contact, as

loud because

know her vivid imagination played that scene in her head and she considered me capable of the threat 1 had so casually given out because her grip on her phone loosened, enabling me

stepping back. “Open it

up despite the teary eyes, pretending to appear all

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Chapter 92

don’t usually ask nicely,

never asked,” she

the sudden realisation that he had

my head towards him, entertaining

I will get this done and crack her open

it, for some reason the very words

the urge to hiss.

lost looking kitten in front of

but shakes

“Okay then.”

she didn’t know what hit her when she finds my hand at the back of her head in a swift motion, grasping her by her long locks. A shriek escapes her lips when I use that to tilt her head and place her phone in front of

monster!” She sobs, the tears she had

worse, I reassured her before rummaging through her phone,

recording I suspected. I played it out loud, watching with amusement how her face drained of

a liar, cupcake,

Please. She begs, sniffing. “I was just being nosy. I will- I will delete it, I promise. You can delete

go, I repeat out loud,

“Yes, Sir?”

Bratva’s

“Death, Sir.”

turning to

Usually. Somehow, the way she was crying and begging looking a minute away from some sort of panic attack stirred

Mercy

to kill you,” I tell her softly.

Mia,” she

Mia Carson. Interesting.