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

girl so tiny, you can make a lot of noise. He

you had heard me screaming earlier?” I asked, and the man from earlier stood up from the bed. He was still in clothes from the previous afternoon, only this time, the

hard not to when you wouldn’t

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

safe six feet

My lips part.

anyone to check?” I asked in return. Obviously he wasn’t going to care if I had been dead, but the

off your body, didn’t I?” He sounded

was that he was psychotic

I breathed, focusing on it, “Why am

need a recap? Did you hurt your head?” He deadpanned, his arms crossed in front of his chest. “You

I try sounding unfazed which was not. “What are you going to

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the dim, one corner of his lips turning up. “Whatever I please, cupcake, that is your punishment. Your

in my head. She would keep waiting for me, and I would never show up.

he indulged, “Why

I have people

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

in front of me was intimidating, and that didn’t

really think I was going to keep you under my roof

normal person, I beg “I own a bakery, and I work hard and I have dreams and I had a plan, and you

take it away from you. You gave it away when you decided to

I whisper, sounding as broken as

you have somebody out there who’s going to miss your 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,

would miss me,

He c*ks an

I blurt out before I could even think

“I see.

“You see?”