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?”

brother, especially to talk. He didn’t glare. He didn’t grunt. He didn’t give

‘think of the devil and the devil appears‘, I had just been thinking

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going on here?” Alex mused, eyes

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

Whitlock,” Ronan replied, a smug smile challenging his

raised, his eyes

the counter. “My favourite Whitlock happens to

all seriously. “Did I spend all

and he walked in. “You were flirting

tossing the cake batter into the pre–heated oven. “You remember that thing! told you about how I wouldn’t be killed?” He whispers to me, “I’m

roll my eyes

nervous smile still gracing Ronan’s face, he strides off, leaving me alone

shake my head with a laugh before setting the oven, ignoring Alex who walked

“So?” He asked.

I repeat, dumbly, grabbing all ingredients from the kitchen counter one by one and putting them in

with my

he was flirting with me,”

“And?”

hands grabs

of my neck, jerking me closer to

freezes at how close

Alex doesn’t kiss.

sex, but there were no kisses, no hugs, no cuddles

share,”

lip. “Alex, he’s

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Hohale. “You’re impossible… caveman.”

“Mine.” he reminds me.

I repeat if it were a mantra now. “I

“Good.”

never kissed me,”

his

say yes. Damn it. Missed opportunity. “I

“I’ve never kissed.”

where I thought they would pop