His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 135

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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.

gulp, cautiously making my way onto his lap. He freezes at the contact

I hadn’t expected myself to do

or I might think you

thinking twice, I lower my lips onto his to

under my touch, his hands curling

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away Why aren’t you touching

eyes. “Ani 1

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out when he tried to get closer had really made a mark

to kiss me, and devours me whole. He was soft, gentle,

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

I was breathless

hands would linger to take what he had a right on, but he doesn’t. Instead, he rests his forehead on mine, the tips of our noses almost brushing. “You have no idea how long I have been waiting to

“How long

top of my forehead. “In case you

I feel the same way,” I

you ready to finally let me in?” He asked. “Please, baby.

trying to scramble off his lap but he doesn’t let me. He pulls my legs on one side of his

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

it okay if I don’t go into

will take whatever

Dominic all beaten up and bloodied and tied in front of me. There 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

as memories flooded in me, ones

hold on me tightens. “What did he do,

I kept wriggling my way out but he was too heavy. He

Alex freeze beneath me in the truest sense. I close my eyes, digging closer into him, a sob escaping me. “I kept calling for you,”

chin rests on the top of my head.

marrying me. I was 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 moved too much, he…”

me. I couldn’t see his expression, he just holds me tighter and tighter like he was trying to pull me into him even though there

he. He finally speaks up,

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