His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 95

any way. I- I can take over the desserts department. I’m a baker and I’m sure you’ll like it if you just give me a chance.”

“Breathe.” I resist the urge to roll my eyes. “You’re rambling.”

“Sorry, she skittishly murmurs, moving away from the window and into the room, keeping a very safe distance between us that I had no intention of crossing.

“You’re that bored, huh?”

She nods desperately.

“Do you want to leave?”

Her eyes twinkle at that, as if she knew it was too good to be true. “I do,” she mumbles.

“Then let me give you a choice, cupcake. You can leave if you want. In return, you need to give me a name and an address.”

“A name and an address?” She cautiously asked.

“Yes. Of your boyfriend.”

She stares at me, slowly losing the twinkle in her eyes. I can’t,” her whisper is broken again. “Why are you any way?”

“Really. Mia?” I walk to her. “You would rather stay prisoned forever than risk his life?”

She shakes her head, the sadness returning to her gestures, her hope lost.

fixated on him

“Some loyalty,” I comment, not being able to stop myself from tacking her tresses behind her car, and she shivers at the

contact

I affect her.

I thought I was delusional in the dim light a week ago, when I was so close to her, her body reacted to me. She clenched, as if resisting. She shivered, as if desiring.

She wanted more, more of me.

Not of her lowlife boyfriend.

Even if for a fraction of second, she wanted me.

I stood close to her, bending down to her height.

Her grey eyes s set on me, a fire ablaze in them. When did her fear turn to desire?

I could feel her heart beating loud, pulse visible on her neck when I lost my control, bending dow

her neck.

trembling, a

satisfaction I had lost after my last visit here returning

affected her more than she wanted to accept to herself, and I had no idea why I liked

any lips connect

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[MIA]

Mr. King.

what Bakshi had called

by a man whose name I didn’t even

me, all my better sense had gone for a toss, wanting to be consumed by him. And then I felt

wanted all of him, all

at once.

domination, his power, and

later, the mere

me wet, made me want

I think I hated him more when he retreated after giving me one touch and left, and didn’t visit even

Something was wrong today.

didn’t know what, but a specific heavy feeling in

the better part of my morning praying Jenny was okay, and it was the influx of patrolling guards below my window that gave me the reassurance. Whatever was wrong, was wrong

but I knew there was something serious happening when the doors didn’t open at

Hours passed, and nothing.

wondered, and hoped not. Just when I was contemplating shouting at the guards stationed

looked out for but didn’t, because when the door was opened. there was a

my disappointment, it wasn’t my prison

clad in all black said on what looked like an advanced walkie-talkie. “No she’s not, Hannah,” he scoffed on the phone. “*uck if I

was charging to me that my danger

of

trouble, and

“HEL” My plead for help was cut short when a strong hand wrapped

Tight.

hair a mess and blood blowing through a cut on his forehead. His nose seemed deformed and his eyes were a bad kind of green, unlike my prisoner’s

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I really thinking

eyes

my eyes because I couldn’t breathe but his grip didn’t

“Who

are you?” He repeated.,

to speak,

door of my room in a blur vision, waiting for somebody to come and save

avail, falling weaker by the second. I was breathless

planning to kill me, I tried reaching for the lamp beside, my fingers

you’re

really hurt him or just worked as a distraction, I used his loose grip

him curse and groan

didn’t pause until I was

anyone there?” I screamed.