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.

“Backfire how? He’s a bandit, not

made either of

mine?” Uncle

anyone’s opinion matter to you if it was Aunt Elena who

I would say it was pride. It wasn’t. It was probably

tow. “What’s going on?” The raver haired

I tell her before grabbing her daughter, and

daughter was quieter though, calmer, as if she couldn’t make sense of the world

to the torture room

up father and then fills with tears when the bloc makes

“Leave my daughter, you f**g

I can find her and I’ll send you home with your daughter. Wife’s in the

The man- Daniel Tripp – I had learnt his name was, screams his

wife,

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

they ask you to take

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I don’t know!”

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

believe it! Even

wife? Try me.” I spit

on queue, the little girl breaks into tears and full blown s**bs.

his eyes hesitant. “Leave her…

with

The f**er doesn’t break. Will takes

“Leave her.”

“Location.”

of the door. “I.. I don’t know much.” Tripp **bs, and I raise my

would die

you see your worst nightmare in front of your eyes, starting with your little

and hatred flickers in his eyes. “There’s a warehouse. It’s not too far from here. We were asked

“Transport her where?”

best I know. I can take you

up, they’ll 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 than

and then tells me the location of

that was the only name I could

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some Italian thugs setting up base in our outskirts, preparing for a potential attack. Xander wiped them clean, but I guess they came back like a

chest when the warehouse came into

through the right.” I spoke through the comms, “Nico take the back. Xander take

door?” Uncle