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.

at the contact as if he hadn’t expected

I hadn’t expected

careful, or I might think you like me,” I whisper, our

Mia,” He replies with sincerity in his voice, and without thinking twice, I lower my lips onto his to quickly brush them

his hands curling into fists at his

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his eyes. “Ani

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my hangs out when he tried to

rakse, one of them holding my cheeks as he pulls me back in to kiss me, and devours me whole. He was soft,

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

I was breathless

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

“How long

top of my forehead. “In case you haven’t

the same way,” I smile

me in?” He asked.

lap but 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 head

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

if I don’t go

will take whatever you give

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

my body as memories flooded in me, ones that I had suppressed in the weeks that

hold on me tightens. “What did

I kept wriggling my way out but he was too heavy. He kissed me forcefully and then his hands slipped

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

chin rests on the top of my head. “I’m

mad at you for not protecting me. I got so mad at you for 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?

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

speaks up, “Did he…?” Alex’s

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