His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 93

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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

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

up from the bed. He was still in clothes from the

hard not to when you wouldn’t stay y silent for a

up to face him. “I- I have been silent for a

safe six feet distance from me.

My lips part.

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

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

that he was psychotic enough to kill an

I breathed, focusing on

front of his chest. “You stuck

sounding unfazed

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eyes-twinkle in the dim, one corner of his lips turning up. “Whatever I please, cupcake, that is

waiting for me, and I would never show

he indulged,

I have a life outside! I have people

amused. “You just did disappear, like you never existed.

sentence without stuttering. The man in front of me was intimidating, and that didn’t

keep you under my

and I work hard and I have dreams and I

it away when you decided

whisper, sounding as broken as

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

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

someone who would miss me, I

c*ks

out before I could

“I see.

“You see?”