His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 111

[MIA]

“So, Mia, how’d you get into baking?”

“It’s a simple hobby,” I raise my shoulders in a shrug, adding too much sugar into the mix as I was instructed. “And I needed something to keep me busy.”

“That’s it?” Ronan cocks an unimpressed eyebrow. “No touching story about how your mom passed on her secret recipes to you before she took her last breath?”

I laughed. “Not many touching stories to go around when you don’t have a Mom.”

“Ah.” He clicked his tongue, offering no sympathies.

“What do you do?” I ask him, “Except be a hellion and get on your brother’s nerves.”

“I love how you’ve gotten to know me oh–so–much in an hour of knowing me,” he whips the cake mix, “And getting on my brother’s nerves is my birth right. I am the only man he wouldn’t kill.”

I shrug. “Not hearing a real hobby in there, Ronan.”

“I party.”

“Still not a hobby.”

“You sound like my sister,” he scrunches his nose. “And I don’t willingly consider hot girls my sister.”

“I’m hot?” I cock an eyebrow. “Because I do remember you saying about five minutes ago that I look like a grandmother when I get too. protective about my recipes.”

“Only when you get too protective about your recipes.” He smugly smiles.

“Too old for you, Ron.”

“Four years,” he nonchalantly muses while passing the cake mix to me, “Besides, I like old.”

“You’re barely an adult,” I chuckle under my breath.

“Hey! I’m twenty–one.”

“Not with the way you’re whining, you’re not.” I laugh louder. “And making an extremely sweet cake just to see your brother’s reaction? Not

very mature.”

you?”

and a way better company than his older brother, especially to

appears‘, I had just been thinking of him and he appeared, leaning

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mused, eyes

answer, but no words come out as I take in his rolled up white shirt. Those hands. They were going to be the death of me. Flashbacks

time with her favourite Whitlock,” Ronan replied, a smug smile

brow raised, his eyes

the counter. “My favourite Whitlock happens to be Sofia.

asked all seriously. “Did I spend all this time flirting with you

Alex’s ears perked, and he walked

batter into the pre–heated oven. “You remember that thing! told you about how I wouldn’t be killed?”

eyes at his

and isn’t here yet.” The nervous smile still gracing Ronan’s face, he strides off, leaving me alone with

a laugh before

“So?” He asked.

all ingredients from the kitchen counter one

with my

like he was flirting with me,” I chuckle under

“And?”

at all. One of his hands grabs the counter in the direction that I was

back of

freezes at how close

Alex doesn’t kiss.

kissed me. We had had sex, but there were no kisses, no hugs, no cuddles

share,” he

lower lip. “Alex, he’s your

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Hohale. “You’re impossible… caveman.”

“Mine.” he reminds me.

if it were a mantra now. “I

“Good.”

never kissed me,” I think

his hand retreats. “Do you want

Just say yes. Damn it. Missed opportunity. “I meant, it was an observation. You don’t

“I’ve never kissed.”

thought they would pop out. “You’ve never had a