His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 115

MIA]

“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 extension, so

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gulp, staring into his eyes across

checked it, but silenced it and handed it to Dom, who grabs it quickly before

watch us eat?” I

He nods.

invite them

at me like I was a madwoman. “Do I

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

ask him what he was thinking, he addressed his guards, “Turn your backs to us. Every

My jaw drops. “Alex!”

not looking at us eat

You…” I huff, but no words

He smiles proudly.

I shake

dinner arrives. We eat dinner 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

long drive across the bridge and even lets me play music,

and it was just the two of us.

is a certain

“In?”

“Taking a life.”

he smirks at

joking,” he adds for my benefit. “I didn’t like mundane. I wanted more. So, I chose more. I chose thrill. Adventure. Mind games. Strategies. A world with no morals? I signed myself

“It’s so… dangerous.”

He rolled his eyes,

have to always look over

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second nature to me, Mia. I’m always alert

70%

hugging my arms close to my chest

“Mh-hm.”.

you noticed about me

question makes one corner of

nose flares when you’re angry and you usually end up with tears in your eyes. Death is a sensitive topic to you. You fluster quite easily whenever you’re embarrassed, which is a lot. Baking isn’t a hobby to you, it’s an escape. You’re not a big

stop.” I

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 what you didn’t like- including caviar, and you knew what you wanted. Either you’re confident,

under my breath even though tears glisten my eyes and I had no

my way.

breath, inhaling deep before facing him again. “I had a friend; her family pitied me at a point and

They were wealthy, and that’s how I know proper etiquette. That’s also when my dislike towards caviar

He buzzes in response, and I wasn’t sure if he believed me or

bothered to help when I was spiralling into depression or struggling to

an emotion I didn’t quite understand myself. “Do you notice everyone

“Some more than others.”

blue,” I tell him. “Black is a close