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

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

his forehead, and all of it covering his abdomen. Was he shot? The wound on his stomach looked

him again,

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I couldn’t…” he couldn’t speak. It looked like he wanted to

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

I look around. We were tied on the floor of an old warehouse, and it was in the basement judging from the lack of

my wounds had stopped

these people manage to kidnap me

Alex. Oh, Alex…

“Who are

feebly shakes his head.

How long had it been since I was taken? Would he find

shifting closer to him so that my feet touch his, but the ropes tie us down

flies open, and two men walk in. They were huge by build, tall and both

the f**k do you keep waking up?”

“Please..” I mutter.

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he kneels in front of me. “The Alex King got f**g married. His enemies

cheeks and I

me in place.

she’s that good of a f**k,” The ginger

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

downwards.

legs closer to each other. “Please…” I cry

you out while we do this.” The blonde offers, “But won’t you want to feel this? My

ask me to stop. And guess what? My friend there will record it and send it to that f**k*r of