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.

whispered without caring about who could

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

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

him again, “Stay with

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

floor of an old warehouse, and it was in the basement judging from the lack of

blast, but my wounds

these people manage to kidnap me in a house full

Alex. Oh, Alex…

call him again, “Who

his head. “Insider

sinks. Was Alex okay? How long had it been since I was

okay?” I try shifting closer to him so that my feet touch his, but the ropes tie us

I could think of anything else, the door flies open, and two men walk in. They were huge by build, tall and both of them had beards. One being a ginger and the

keep waking up?” The ginger asks, looking unhappy

“Please..” I

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a lot of people,” The blonde answers, walking closer to me. I shudder when he kneels in front of me. “The Alex King got f**g married. His enemies are

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

me in place.

of

from my eyes to my lips and then to my

downwards.

press my legs closer to each other.

this.” The blonde offers, “But won’t

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