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.

her knees trembling, a soft

lost

herself, and I had no idea why I

lips connect

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[MIA]

Mr. King.

Bakshi had called him

by a man whose name I didn’t even

sense had gone for a toss, wanting to be consumed by him. And then I felt his lips on my skin, sending a pulsating throbbing down to my core, making

all of him, all

at once.

his power, and those godda*n

days later, the mere

thing made me wet, made me

but I think I hated him more when he retreated after giving me one

Something was wrong today.

heavy feeling in my chest screamed only one thing- something

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

outside of my room was even quieter than it usually is, which got on my nerves, but I knew there was something serious happening when the doors didn’t open

Hours passed, and nothing.

forgotten about me today, I wondered, and hoped not. Just when I was contemplating shouting at the guards stationed below

been a red flag I should have looked out for but didn’t, because when the door

it wasn’t

all black said on what looked like an advanced walkie-talkie. “No she’s not, Hannah,” he scoffed

he was charging to me that my danger senses really kicked

of

trouble, and

window. “HEL” My plead for help was cut short when a strong hand wrapped around my mouth, pulling me away from the window and pinning me to the wall adjacent to it

Tight.

on his forehead. His nose seemed deformed and his eyes were a bad kind of green, unlike my prisoner’s

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thinking

eyes

filling my eyes because I couldn’t breathe

“Who

are you?” He repeated.,

if I wanted to speak, I wouldn’t be

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

falling weaker

While he pressed further as if planning to kill me, I tried reaching for the lamp beside, my fingers

or you’re

if it really hurt him or just worked as a distraction, I used his loose grip on me

curse

eyes. I didn’t pause until I was at the end of

anyone there?” I screamed.