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.”

the hospital, and how I found a certain someone lurking in the shadows trying to record. “It was hardly inconclusive,”

“Hm,” his lips twist.

“I handled it, Uncle.”

the punishment of betraying the Bratva is?” He looks me straight

“Very clear.” I nodded.

He nods back. “Now, about the attack. Do you

enemies, and how they found out about my location since I was the most

them all.

Chapter 98

was late evening when my Uncle left after reminding me of the party he was hosting coming up, and making sure everything was back in order at my house

restraint because of a very enchanting temptress. Even the thought of her- her legs wide open in front

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

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

seat across me on the dining table, noticing the length of

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

I nod stiffly.

“That… that’s lonely.”

up.

want to eat or should I send you back to your

to meet my stare but giving

the salad.

three dishes?” She

unamused eyebrow. “Were you expecting a

“In the movies, the Mafia heads usually

do

“Inaccurate ones, apparently.”

to disappoint.” My

to just be out of her room, even if it was till

do I get if I

“My company?” She offers.

“Not special enough.”

immediately disappears as if she was just realising who she was talking to- the man