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.”

told you?” He grinned, “Birth

better company than his older brother,

trueing that quote ‘think of the devil and the devil appears‘, I had just been thinking of him and he appeared,

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mused, eyes flickering from his younger brother

as I take in his rolled up white shirt. Those hands. They were going to

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

his eyes finding mine. “Is that

counter. “My favourite Whitlock happens to be

Mia?” Ronan asked all seriously. “Did I spend all this time

walked in. “You

cake batter into the pre–heated oven. “You remember that

my eyes at

yet.” The nervous smile still gracing Ronan’s face, he strides off, leaving me alone with his elder brother in the

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

“So?” He asked.

counter one by one and

you flirting with

flirting with me,” I

“And?”

affect on him at all. One of his hands grabs the counter in the direction that I

back of my

breath freezes at how

Alex doesn’t kiss.

never kissed me. We had had sex, but there were no kisses, no hugs, no cuddles involved.

share,”

my lower lip. “Alex, he’s your

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Hohale. “You’re impossible… caveman.”

“Mine.” he reminds me.

repeat if

“Good.”

kissed me,” I think

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

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

“I’ve never kissed.”

the point where I thought they would