His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 127

[MIA]

There was a pungent scent of a gas around me and blood, so much blood. Blood was the only thing I felt trickling down me and my body ached. It took so much energy to be able to open my eyes, and so much more to comprehend what was happening around me.

I was in a car, judging by the movement outside the window. A moving car.

“Al-Alex?” I breathed.

I out more of my energy to open my eyes when his comforting voice didn’t make its way to me.

“Alex?” I hoped I was calling audibly. My voice was nothing more than a little whisper.

“She’s awake!” A foreign voice screamed. He was so loud, it hurt my ears. “Why is she f*g a**wake?”

That’s not Alex. This isn’t my-

My thoughts came to an abrupt halt when something hit me on my head. Sharp, the pain shooting inwards. I gasped, wanting to scream, but no voice came out.

My eyes just shut again.

The next time they opened, I felt a lot more stronger, but I couldn’t move my hands or my legs as if there was a

weight binding me to my place.

My eyes flung open, a dumb decision in retrospective. I should have just keep my eyes shut till I find out if it was

safe.

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But as soon as my vision focused, a beaten up Dominic was all I saw in front of me.

His eyes were half-open.

about who

little more at my voice. “Mia…” he whispered in return, sounding

when I notice the blood dripping down his forehead, and all of it covering his abdomen. Was he shot? The wound

him again, “Stay with

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sorry I couldn’t…” he couldn’t speak. It

my eyes. “Dominic,” I called again, “Stay with

basement judging from the lack of windows. The door was dusty, and I’m pretty sure I saw

the blast, but my wounds

these people manage to kidnap me in a house full of

Alex. Oh, Alex…

call him again, “Who are these people?

shakes his

sinks. Was Alex okay? How long had it

to him so that my feet touch

walk in. They were huge by build, tall and both of them had

do you keep waking up?” The

“Please..” I mutter.

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I shudder when he kneels in front of me. “The Alex King got

knuckles trail the skin of my cheeks and I try moving farther from him, but the ropes

me in place.

she’s that good of a

out?” The latter’s eyes fall from my eyes to my lips and then

downwards.

reflexively press my legs closer to each other.

blonde offers, “But won’t

what? My friend there will record it and send it to that f**k*r of your husband. The only thing he ever loved,