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.”

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

“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.

nods back. “Now, about the attack. Do you have any

our enemies, and how they

them all.

Chapter 98

me of the party he was hosting coming up, and making sure everything was back in order at my

me losing my restraint because of a very enchanting temptress. Even the thought of her- her

asked Mia to be brought downstairs for dinner today instead of it being taken up

i n k l e in Mia’s eyes when she followed Lana into the dining table, dressed in one of the clothes I

a seat across me on the dining table, noticing

groggy voice,

I nod stiffly.

“That… that’s lonely.”

up.

“Do you want to eat or should I send

my stare but giving up just two seconds in before she quickly

the salad.

three dishes?” She

an unamused eyebrow. “Were

cheeks. “In the movies, the Mafia heads usually eat like they’re

do you

“Inaccurate ones, apparently.”

disappoint.” My voice

be out of her room, even if it was till the dining room. “Does this mean I

indulge her. “What do I get if I allow you to

“My company?” She offers.

“Not special enough.”

pouts, and it immediately disappears as if she was just realising who she was talking to- the