His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 100

(ALEX]

The party that Uncle Damien Kad hosted came around sooner than I wanted. Firstly, I wasn’t a very social person, especially not for Mafia gatherings. And secondly, a girl that I had completely forgotten about was in attending too.

Wearing her blonde hair straight, her green eyes found me amongst the crowd when I walked in, and she walked to me with confident strides, a frown etched on her lips that disappeared soon after she realised the setting she was in.

“Hannah,” I greeted her, trying to keep the disinterest out of my voice for appearances sake.

As beautiful as she was, she just wasn’t my type.

“Fiancé,” she greeted me back, her sweet voice dripping with a sarcasm I didn’t appreciate. “Is this something you do often? Get engaged out of business deals and then ghost the girl?”

“Keep your voice down,” I hiss, grabbing her wrist and pulling her into one of the corners where no one could hear us.

“Ow.” She winced, pulling her hand back to herself the moment I set her free, staring at me like I was a monster. “I wouldn’t have to do this if you would have returned ONE of the ten calls I made to you. One, King, one.”

“And yet, you couldn’t take the hint and stop calling..” I roll my eyes. “Hannah, I really am sorry for you that your father pawned you off to me for a business deal. Really.” I had no sympathy.

“You’re not. So drop the act.”

“You don’t talk to me that way,” I warn her, my patience up, eyes staring into hers. One glare and I could see her confidence slipping. “You don’t talk to me, period. This isn’t a fairy tale that begins with an arranged marriage and ends with us falling in love. This is just a business deal that I will find a way to get out of.”

Her eyes bulged. “You- you will find a way to get out of it?”

“I will,” I reply, voice hushed. “The engagement is between me, your dad, and the Pakhan. I am working on another way to make a deal with your father, one that doesn’t involve marrying you, and I will get it done before we have to announce this to the world.”

“Okay.” She softens.

I c**k an eyebrow.

She nods. “I got you. Clear. Okay.”

“Good.”

the Bratva- past, preset and future.

I grab a glass of whiskey and make my rounds

only those who learnt

Everyone else was simply a

was wondering if this appearance is considered enough and I could

party I host is an annual event,” he acknowledged after clearing his throat. “However, there is

flicker back to me,

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not?

eyebrows shoot up. “My nephew Alex King is

beginning to pool inside me.

while mine increases as I step ahead walk to Hannah

Uncle to grab his forwarded hand into

been feeling intuitively all evening finally had a cause- I was now engaged in front of the

as I ignore Hannah’s panicked

every second

girl plaguing my thoughts, and I had to figure it all out, including why a certain grey eyed brunette was all

about.

trying to steal a moment with me alone

the car

behind me.

told me, “Or should

I glared at him.

He raised his shoulders.

“Send her to voicemail.”

Lana had

an eyebrow. “Since when does

home and asked me and Lana to supervise her at

an icy stare that shuts his sass up. “I asked

that she was fidgety all day. Sad, even. Skipped dinner. The same thing she did last

do anything except make my life