His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 115

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“This restaurant is… fancy.” I whisper to Alex, looking around. The place was huge, on top of a sixty floor building overlooking the rest of the city. Cream modern wallpapers, glass chandeliers

and cutlery branded with the Versace logo. It was also surprisingly empty.

“Why are you whispering?”

I let that settle in as I lean back in my chair. “Why is the place

empty?”

He sets down the menu he had been reading, c**g an eyebrow as if offended by my question. “You didn’t think I would dine with other people?”

My lips part in a gasp. “You booked the entire place?!”

“Yes,” he casually replied. “I like privacy.”

“This much privacy?”

“What if I feel like bending you over in the middle of dinner and eating you instead?” His lazy smirk I had given my heart to lingers in his lips,

but I cautiously look around to his guards who were standing a mere ten feet away.

“They can hear us!”

“They work forme, not the other way around.”

I frown. “Can’t you like… dismiss them for the night?”

“And what do I do, pray tell, if we are attacked?”

“I thought you’re this bad-a** guy who can take on an army by yourself,” I teased.

“Realistically, I can take on ten men while also protecting you. What if there are like… a hundred of them?”

I gulp. “Someone can send a hundred men to attack you?”

“Someone might,” He sips his wine. “You are greatly underestimating the position I hold in the Mafia, Mia.”

“Why?” I ask, and the waiter interrupts us. We both give our orders, and I order a c**l while Alex enjoys the most expensive bottle of wine

money could buy.

“You were saying?” He asked once the waiter left.

“Yeah, I asked, why?” I repeated. “Why did you choose this life?”

“Why not?”

“It’s dangerous, and exhausting; I can’t imagine what it would be like to not go out by yourself.”

to it,” He plainly replied. “That is how my life is, and by

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his eyes across the

moment he checked it, but silenced it and handed it to Dom, who grabs it quickly before walking back to the

watch us eat?” I ask Alex, voice falling into

He nods.

invite them

makes him look at me like I was a madwoman. “Do

opens and closes. “I don’t like that they’re going to

him what he was thinking, he

My jaw drops. “Alex!”

They’re not looking

I huff, but

He smiles proudly.

I shake

while chatting, and for a while, I forget about the number of guards around us when I tell him about my high school experience and he about his. I was the nerd, the introvert, the loner who liked to play football. He was the popular kid, the trouble maker, the captain of his lacrosse team. For a while, I forget he was in the mafia. He was their brains, their strategist. For a while, he was

me on a long drive across the bridge and even lets me play music, talking to

you chose this life?” I asked him when he was driving us home and it was just the two of

is a certain

“In?”

“Taking a life.”

he smirks

for my benefit. “I didn’t like mundane. I wanted more. So, I chose more. I chose thrill. Adventure. Mind games. Strategies.

“It’s so… dangerous.”

rolled his eyes, “Yeah, you mentioned a

to always look

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on the passenger seat, hugging my arms close to my chest and look at him closely.

“Mh-hm.”.

noticed about

one corner of his lips turn

Your nose flares when you’re angry and you usually end up with tears in your eyes. Death is a sensitive topic to you.

I chuckle

tragedies. Your favourite colour is black. Very boring, by the way, Mia. You say you didn’t have time to date because you were so busy earning hand-to-mouth, but the fancy restaurant dishes didn’t intimate you. You knew

don’t know why I chuckle under my breath even though tears glisten my eyes and I had no

glanced my way. “Observing

I mutter under my breath, inhaling deep before facing him again. “I had a friend; her family pitied me

I know proper etiquette. That’s also

wasn’t sure if he

bothered to help when I was spiralling into depression or struggling to make ends meet. And

staring at him with an emotion I didn’t quite understand

“Some more than others.”

I tell him. “Black is a