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.

knees trembling, a soft whimper leaving

I had lost after my last visit here returning

than she wanted to accept to herself, and I

lips connect

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[MIA]

Mr. King.

called

I be turned on by a man whose

And then I felt his lips on my skin, sending a

of

at once.

to his domination, his power, and those godda*n

the mere

me wet, made

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

Something was wrong today.

heavy feeling in my chest screamed only one thing-

it was the influx of patrolling

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 at lunch like they usually do with Lana and my next meal of the

Hours passed, and nothing.

I was contemplating shouting at the guards stationed below about how

of keys should have been a red flag I should have looked out for but didn’t, because when the door was opened. there was a

it

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

wasn’t until he was charging to me that my danger senses really kicked

wasn’t one of the guards

trouble, and I was

I ran to the window. “HEL” My plead for help was cut short when a strong hand wrapped around

Tight.

his blonde hair a mess and blood blowing through a cut on his forehead. His nose seemed deformed and his

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I really thinking of him

eyes

I couldn’t breathe but his grip didn’t

“Who

are you?” He repeated.,

wanted to speak, I wouldn’t be

door of my room in a blur

avail, falling weaker

to kill me, I tried reaching for the lamp beside, my fingers falling short by

or you’re coming with

trembling hands somehow gripped the lamp, and I shoved it in his face. Having no clue if it really hurt him or just worked

curse and

and panting with tears down my eyes. I didn’t

there?” I screamed. “Lana? Dominic?