His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 93

[MIA]

1

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

a girl so tiny, you can make a lot of noise. He commented, seeming grumpier than

bed. He was still in clothes from the previous afternoon,

when you wouldn’t stay

getting up to face him. “I- I have been silent

he replied, standing at a safe six feet distance from me. I figured you

My lips part.

care if I

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

spoke to him, the more convinced I was that he

breathed, focusing on it,

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

here?” I try sounding unfazed which was not. “What are you going to do with

Chapter 93

dark eyes-twinkle in the dim, one corner of his lips turning

keep waiting for me, and I would never show up. She’s going to think I abandoned

me,” he indulged, “Why can’t

I have people and- and I can’t

as if thoroughly amused. “You just did disappear, like you never existed. And what life are you talking

man in front of me was intimidating, and that didn’t even begin to cover up what

you really think I was going to keep you under my

and I work hard and I have dreams and I had a plan,

away from you. You gave it away when you decided to mess with the Mafia. He nonchalantly

as broken as I

somebody out there who’s going to

who would’ve missed my vile life was dead except Jenny, but I couldn’t tell him that. I couldn’t tell him because if there was a chance he was involved in Alina’s death, it would take him an hour to wipe out the last living member of her

who would miss

He c*ks

I blurt out before I could even think

“I see.

“You see?”