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.

a soft whimper

had lost after my last visit here

wanted to accept to herself, and I had no idea why

lips connect

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[MIA]

Mr. King.

called him

could I be turned on by a man whose name I didn’t even

he bent down over me, all my better 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 every

of him,

at once.

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

days later, the mere thought

made me wet, made me want

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

Something was wrong today.

what, but a specific heavy feeling in my chest screamed only one thing- something was

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

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

Hours passed, and nothing.

me today, I wondered, and hoped not. Just when I was contemplating

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

to my disappointment, it wasn’t my

The man clad in all black said on what looked like an advanced walkie-talkie. “No she’s

to me

wasn’t one of

trouble, and I

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 by

Tight.

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 dark

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thinking of

eyes

I couldn’t breathe

“Who

are you?” He repeated.,

to speak, I wouldn’t

door of my room in a

avail, falling weaker by the second.

on my own, I stopped pushing at him. While he pressed further as if planning to

me, or you’re coming

shoved it in his face. Having no clue if it really hurt him or just worked as a distraction, I used his loose

him curse and groan but 1

tears down my eyes. I didn’t pause until I was at the

there?” I screamed. “Lana?