His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 119

[MIA]

A day passes. Then two and three. Before I know it, the whole week was gone.

The first few days, I threw tantrums and starved myself. After the fourth day, I had been eating one meal a day and pushing away everything else, including different cupcakes I was being sent for dessert.

“Sir isn’t going to approve of this

“If he cares so much, ask him to conc

I’m dieting for our wedding.”

looks at me with a permanent frown etched on her lips. “You’ve been starving for a week.”

me myself instead of locking me up like I’m Rapunzel.” I screech. “Besides, if he asks, just tell him

Something flickers in Lana’s eyes, and if I didn’t know better, I’d say it was sympathy. But it couldn’t be, because she didn’t have one kind bone in her body.

“Why do you dislike me so much, Lana?” I asked her, unable to stop my curiosity today. I had been in this house for over a month and a half, locked in my room with her for a week and she hadn’t still warmed up to me.

“I don’t dislike you,” she replies without thinking too much. “It’s just that, when you are around or even involved, Sir is distracted.”

If I wasn’t this mad at Alex, I would have actually blushed at what Lana said. My liking for him was stupid. “And why is that so bad?” I asked. “Couldn’t that man use a little… distraction? He’s so stressed and focused all the time.”

“When Sir is distracted, lives become at risk.” She simply replies, picking up the tray of dinner and dessert I had pushed away. “Including his

own.”

And then she walks away, leaving me to myself.

I sigh, rolling over in the bed. One week of being inside and I missed how stupidly there was a part of me that missed him. I hadn’t heard his voice. I missed it. I missed his touch, I missed his presence, just him over all.

But another part of me was just so mad.

He didn’t even ask me to marry him, he just demanded it. Like it was his God given right that he was establishing.

Arrogant fucker.

My arrogant fucker.

had about thirty minutes of alone time before Lana freshens up and comes back. She does that every day like

was a

hear footsteps behind me and then the door shuts and

wasn’t a robot after all. Look who decided to change her routine.

me. “Or I think you

fast, just think I gave myself a whiplash. “Alex,” I only breathed. I

and he had a stubble.

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where the wa

intensity

had the Thoort wastin

of my

eyebrows shap “Didn’t we agre

(‘re mine!

That doesn’t

cameras in

room, cupcake.” He smiles

have to smile? That too the kind that makes my

reply before straightening my back, reminding myself I’m mad at him. “Why’re you

me to

small shake,

you miss me, Mia?”

a little,” My voice was basically non existent.

his lips was still raised as he

doing?” I

replies, and his lips trail down my

immediate arousal floods me at the anticipation of more. Oh, I had missed

him in, his scent, his

their way to rub his chest over his T–shirt, and I desperately claw

grow. “You missed me only a little,

at him as I remove my own

a statement to himself as he finds his way on top of me, taking one of my breasts into his hand

he loved watching the effect he has on me, the way

If I don’t hear your voice screaming it, I’m