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,

older brother, especially to

devil appears‘, I had just been

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Alex mused, eyes flickering

out as I take in his rolled up white shirt. Those hands. They were going to be the death of me. Flashbacks

her favourite Whitlock,” Ronan replied,

his eyes finding

counter. “My favourite Whitlock happens

other team, Mia?” Ronan asked all seriously. “Did I spend all this time flirting with you for

Alex’s ears perked, and he walked

that thing! told you about how I wouldn’t be killed?” He whispers to me, “I’m beginning to doubt

my eyes

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

with a laugh before

“So?” He asked.

kitchen counter one by one and putting them in

you flirting with

he was flirting with me,” I

“And?”

my pointed eyes, one that have zero affect on him at all. One of his hands grabs the counter in the direction that I was going, blocking my path and forcing me to stop in

of my neck, jerking

at how

Alex doesn’t kiss.

had sex, but there

don’t share,”

lip. “Alex, he’s your younger

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Hohale. “You’re impossible… caveman.”

“Mine.” he reminds me.

and death,” I repeat if it were

“Good.”

kissed me,” I

in his eyes, and his hand retreats. “Do you want me

offer. Just say yes. Damn it. Missed opportunity. “I meant, it was an

“I’ve never kissed.”

they