His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 128

TALEN

Cold frightful dread filled in me.

Two hours. It had been two hours since my wife was taken.

“You need medical attention, Alex.” Uncle Damien’s voice brings me out of my dark thoughts.

Even though I wince because of the pain in my right arm, I shake my head. “My wife needs my attention.”

Damien sighs. “What if it’s a targeted attack? We’ve already connected the two attacks, one that happened at your

house a few months ago and this were orchestrated by the same person. What if the target was always Mia?”

“It can’t be.” I seeth, “The first time, they had no idea who she was.”

“And now they do?”

“Now, she’s my wife.”

“A fact that wasn’t true till last afternoon.”

“We’re wasting time, okay? We’re wasting time.” I pass my left hand through my hair and kick a chair in frustration. It slides a little before toppling over with a huge sound. “My wife needs me,”

“We have to consider the possibility…”

“Don’t!” I stop my Uncle’s words midway with a scream. I didn’t care in that moment that he was my Uncle or the head of the organisation I had worked half my life to be at. “If you want to help, help. If not, you’re free to leave my house. But I’m not stopping till I get my wife where I belong.”

Next. To. Me.

It was a miscalculation on my part to take just Mia and Dominic to meet Damien. I figured where would we be safer other than a house that has triple the security mine did, and also that she would be intimidated enough by all the changes in her life without adding another hundred soldiers to the mix.

A f**g miscalculation.

It had been six hours since my wife was taken and even turning the entire city upside down wasn’t enough. It was

as if I was aiming to find a needle in a haystack.

We had three men captured from the attack, and not one of them would speak up despite the hours of torture

I may have resorted to some methods that my wife would murder me for if she gets to know.

“This could severely backfife,” Nico reasons with me.

was back to agreeing with me. “Backfire how? He’s a bandit, not the head of an organisation. A f**g lowlife goon. Do

roll my eyes. “I’m sorry if I made either of you feel your opinion matters to

mine?” Uncle

anyone’s opinion matter to you if it was Aunt

I didn’t know any better, I would say it was pride.

girl in tow. “What’s going on?” The raver haired lady cries out, tears streaking her eyes. “Who are

about to do,” I tell her before grabbing her daughter, and

calmer, as if she

her to the

Her eyes lit up the second she sees her chained up father and then fills with

“Leave my daughter,

her and I’ll

I had learnt his name was, screams his punctured lungs

my wife, Tripp?” I

know!” He cries out. “I told you a million times before, I don’t

they ask you to take her?” I

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I don’t know!”

little girl.” My eyes stay fixed on Tripp. “Do with her as you

don’t believe it! Even

Try

breaks into tears and full blown s**bs. “No, dada! Dada please! I

his eyes hesitant. “Leave

I say with

doesn’t break. The f**er doesn’t break. Will

“Leave her.”

“Location.”

much.” Tripp **bs, and I raise my finger. Will freezes and leaves the little girl who runs

who would die

I will make you see your worst nightmare in front of your eyes, starting with your little girl, not your

hatred flickers in his eyes. “There’s a warehouse. It’s not too far from here. We were asked to get here there, and then they would transport her

“Transport her where?”

head. “The warehouse is the best I know. I can take you there,

let your kid go. One mistake, Tripp, you even try crossing me once, and I will make sure you watch your girls get a fate worse

and then tells me the location

Italian Mob, that was the only name I could think

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in our outskirts, preparing for a potential attack. Xander wiped them clean, but I guess they came

warehouse came

spoke through the comms, “Nico take the

Uncle Damien asked