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.”

I told you?” He grinned,

going and a way better company than his older brother,

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

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on here?” Alex mused, eyes flickering from his younger brother to

his rolled up white shirt. Those hands. They were going to be the death of me.

her favourite Whitlock,” Ronan replied, a smug smile challenging his

raised, his

I lean forward on the counter. “My favourite Whitlock happens to be Sofia.

you play for the other team, Mia?” Ronan asked all seriously. “Did I

walked in. “You were flirting with

remember that thing! told you about how I wouldn’t

eyes at

smile still gracing Ronan’s face, he strides off,

a laugh before setting the oven, ignoring

“So?” He asked.

grabbing all ingredients from the kitchen counter one by one and putting them in

you flirting with my brother,

flirting with me,” I chuckle under my

“And?”

hands grabs the counter in the direction that I was going, blocking my path and

other hand wraps on the back of my neck, jerking me closer

at

Alex doesn’t kiss.

We had had sex, but there

share,”

lip. “Alex, he’s

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Hohale. “You’re impossible… caveman.”

“Mine.” he reminds me.

I repeat if it were a

“Good.”

never kissed me,”

in his eyes, and his

Damn it. Missed opportunity. “I meant, it was an

“I’ve never kissed.”

where I thought they would pop