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

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

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

of hard not to when you wouldn’t stay y silent

to face him. “I- I have been

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

My lips part.

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

off your body,

more convinced I was that he was psychotic enough to kill an innocent family just for fun and games, and not bat

breathed, focusing on it,

your head?” He deadpanned, his arms crossed in front of

am I here?” I try sounding unfazed which was

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

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

me,” he indulged, “Why

outside! I have people

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

myself for not being able to form a proper sentence without stuttering. The man in front of me was intimidating,

keep you under my roof

bakery, and I work hard and I have dreams and I had a plan, and you can’t.” my voice breaks into a whisper,

you. You gave it away when you

as broken

like you have somebody out there

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

who would miss me, I

He c*ks

I blurt out before I could even think

“I see.

“You see?”