His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 93

[MIA]

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was in the centre of a world that every parent warned their chill to stay away from. When the tears dried out and my voice gave up from crying, begging and screaming from the room I was locked in but the door never opened, anger made its way

to me.

He is the mafia. He is dangerous, a murderer, and those veiny arms and long fingers with which he had held my head? They

were covered in blood.

And yet, he had misused his power to lock me in a gilded cage in his house. Albeit it was a huge room, about the size of my apartment with greys walls, a huge bed and a bathroom the size of my room- it was just that. A fancy cage.

The windows were at a height, probably the first floor, but there were guards stationed right below it that wouldn’t move. They hadn’t since the four hours I had been there.

My stomach rumbled, and even though I shivered partly from the cold and partly from fear, I refused to get into the bed or the comfort of the blanket.

I fell asleep-hugging my knees on the floor.

When my eyes opened again, there was no light seeping in from the windows. It was still

the middle of it

The door to my room was still locked from outside it secuned, and no one had interrupted my sleep or offered me food.

Or so I thought, until I saw a silhouette sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at me in the dim light.

“Oh my, God, I shrieked, clutching my chest

you can make a lot of noise. He commented, seeming

earlier?” I asked, and the man from earlier stood up from the bed. He was still in clothes from the

to when you wouldn’t stay y silent for a

gulped, getting up to face him. “I- I have

replied, standing at a safe six

My lips part.

I asked in return. Obviously he wasn’t going to care if I had been dead, but the fact that he was so neutral and accustomed to it was

to dispose off your body, didn’t I?” He

the more convinced I was that he was

on it,

you hurt your head?” He deadpanned, his arms crossed in front of his chest.

I try sounding unfazed which was not. “What are

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his lips turning up. “Whatever I please, cupcake, that is your punishment. Your life is

me, and I would never

indulged, “Why can’t

Because I have a life outside! I have

what?” He licks his lips as if thoroughly amused. “You just did disappear, like you never

stuttering. The man in front of me was intimidating, and that didn’t even begin to cover up what a psychotic devil he was. “How do you know that about

I was going to keep you under my roof without thoroughly finding out

I had a plan, and you can’t.” my voice breaks into a whisper, you can’t take it away from

gave it away when you

sounding as broken

have somebody out there

couldn’t tell him because if there was a chance he was involved in Alina’s death, it would take him an

who would miss me,

c*ks an

out before I could even think

“I see.

“You see?”