His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 135

(MIA

The week passed. We spent our days visiting Alex’s favourite spots from his childhood, and he didn’t leave my side for a mun any day after the incident at the cafeteria. It was as if he thought I was a porcelain doll who would break any moment, and maybe I would.

The first two three days, I was still reluctant about being in public. Eventually, I got more and more comfortable.

On today’s roster was shopping and then dinner at a restaurant that was co-owned by Gabriel’s friend, Zach. He was apparently Skye’s father. I hadn’t had the chance to meet Alex’s little fangirl yet.

I loved shopping. I loved shopping without a budget even more I loved trying on dresses, and it looked like Alex was having a field day giving his opinions on everything 1 put on. He bought everything I touched, even the ones I didn’t quite love, and didn’t still till I had a whole new wardrobe.

“I had such a great day,” I tell him as soon as we were back, not minding how loud I was because there was nobody at home.

Aurora was staying in her own apartment since we saw her last week. Ronan was out at a party. And Gabriel and Sofia were at some charity gala for tigers, I think he had mentioned.

“I had a great day too,” Alex hums in response.

“You didn’t even buy anything.”

“I had fun pampering you. I don’t like shopping for myself.”

My brows narrow a little. “You have a great wardrobe.”

“I have a stylist who buys them for me.”

“Wow.” I teased, “The big bad Alex King of the mafia had a stylist

He shoots me a smile and I shake my head looking around the house. Apparently, Sofia was a painter, and the house was filled with paintings she made. Like dozens of them.

“Your dad is obsessed with Sofia,” I commented, looking around a little.

“Obsession your wife runs in the family, I’m afraid.”

Heat rises to my cheeks. “Are you flirting with me, Mr. Whitlock?

“What if I am, Mrs. Whitlock?”

“Hm..” I buzz with a blush, walking closer to him while he sits on the couch.

making my way onto his lap. He freezes at the contact as if he

I hadn’t expected myself

to be careful, or I might think you

than like you, Mia,” He replies with sincerity in his voice, and without thinking

touch, his hands curling into fists at

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away Why aren’t

his eyes. “Ani 1 allowed

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tried to get closer had really made a mark

me, and devours me whole. He was soft, gentle, something I hadn’t known

grow hard underneath me, and desire reflected in his eyes when

I was breathless

doesn’t. Instead, he rests his forehead on mine, the tips of our noses almost brushing.

“How long

“In case

feel the same way,” I

you ready to finally let me in?” He

he doesn’t let me. He pulls my legs on one side of his and puts his arms around me, allowing me to rest my

hold you so you remember that you’re safe now,” He tells me. “And so

I don’t

take whatever you give

were two of them- a ginger and a blonde. The details are a little fuzzy, but they beat Dominic in front of me. I somehow managed to open one of the ropes binding me and I tried getting away but… but one of them grabbed me and

sob rakes through my body as memories flooded in me, ones that I had

hold on me tightens. “What did he do,

“I was really weak, and I fought back. I.. I kept wriggling my way out but he

eyes, digging closer into him, a sob escaping me. “I kept calling for you,” I cry, “I thought maybe

of my head. “I’m so sorry, Mia. I’m so

so mad. I could feel his touch on my skin all the time for days. He took his time, you know? He pressed on my wounds when I

me tighter and tighter like he was trying to pull me into him even though there was no space left

he. He finally speaks up, “Did he…?” Alex’s

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