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?”

his older brother, especially to talk. He didn’t glare. He didn’t

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

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here?” Alex mused, eyes flickering from his

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

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

raised, his eyes finding

I lean forward on the counter. “My favourite Whitlock

Ronan asked all seriously. “Did I spend all this time

perked, and he walked in. “You were

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

eyes at

lunch and isn’t here yet.” The nervous smile

before setting

“So?” He asked.

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

flirting with my

like he was flirting with me,” I chuckle under my

“And?”

eyes, one that have zero affect on him at all. One of his hands grabs the

wraps on the back of my neck, jerking

breath freezes at how close

Alex doesn’t kiss.

had had sex, but there were no kisses, no hugs, no cuddles involved.

share,” he

my lower lip. “Alex, he’s

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Hohale. “You’re impossible… caveman.”

“Mine.” he reminds me.

life and death,” I repeat if it were

“Good.”

never kissed me,” I

eyes, and his

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

“I’ve never kissed.”

eyes widened to the point where I thought they would pop out. “You’ve never had a