His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 98

(ALEX]

Uncle Damien runs his hand through his jet black hair, his black eyes fixed on me. Even though I had grown up knowing him since he was my father’s adopted younger brother, he had a stare that startled everyone and even me occasionally, but I couldn’t afford to give myself away today.

Because that would mean giving Mia up.

“You got here quick,” I comment dryly, since the house was still cleaning up blood and the shock aftermath of the attack still went in waves around the

house staff.

“I was already on my way to you when I heard about the attack.”

“Why?” I ask, c k g an eyebrow.

“Can I not come to see my favourite nephew?” He retorts.

..Suspicious, to say the least. Still, I c r a c k half a smile. “Don’t let Ronan hear you say that.” Ronan, my younger brother.

“He won’t,” Uncle Damien smiles. “And if you open your mouth, you won’t have a mouth anymore.”

“Ya-ya.” I contemplate the urge to roll my eyes. “You and Dad baby him too much.”

“Says the guy who beat up a kid who ruffled Ronan’s hair.”

“I was a year elder to the ‘kid”.” Despite sounding grumpy, my half smile turned more genuine as we reminisced the old days. “Only I ruffle his hair.”

“Always protective for everyone you laugh.” A hearty laugh leaves Uncle Damien, and he takes a sip from the glass of whiskey he had asked for when he first arrived.

“Drinking in the late afternoon?” I commented, “I doubt Aunt Elena approves of that.”

He glares at me at the mention of his wife, suddenly becoming all about business. “I heard your talk with Bakshi was inconclusive.”

certain someone lurking in the shadows trying to record. “It was hardly inconclusive,” I tell him, feigning nonchalance. “Bakshi

“Hm,” his lips twist.

“I handled it, Uncle.”

is?” He looks me straight in the eye, and a part of me

“Very clear.” I nodded.

He nods back. “Now, about the

reply, and we fall back into easy conversation about our enemies, and how they found out about my

them all.

Chapter 98

when my Uncle left after reminding me of the party he was hosting coming up, and making sure everything

her- her legs wide open in front of me to feast upon- led to a tightness in my

I asked Mia to be brought downstairs for dinner today instead

t w i n k l e in Mia’s eyes when she followed Lana into the dining table,

a seat across me on the dining table, noticing the

alone?” She asks in a groggy voice, as if she had

I nod stiffly.

“That… that’s lonely.”

up.

eat or should I send you back to your

under her breath, trying to meet my stare but giving

the salad.

three dishes?” She

unamused eyebrow. “Were you expecting a feast in

“In the movies, the Mafia heads usually

movies do

“Inaccurate ones, apparently.”

My voice drips with

of her room, even if it was till the dining

her. “What do I get if I allow

“My company?” She offers.

“Not special enough.”

if she was just realising who she was talking to- the