His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 137

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I woke up because of footsteps around me. My stranger danger is seriously lacking, because instead of pretending to be asleep, my eyes flung open.

Alex was leaning over me in the dim light of the room.

“Alex?” I blinked, a sense of relief washing over me even in my half conscious state when I sat up straight and switched on the night lamp to look at his face. “You’re here.”

“I’m sorry I woke you up, cupcake.” He sounded tired and a little wearied out.

“Alex..” I breathed his presence in, rubbing my thumb over his jaw, taking in his state. “There’s blood on your shirt.”

“Not mine.”

“What’s wrong?” I asked him, my heart dropping. “You left.”

“I’m sorry, baby.” He holds my hand, the one on his face, and brings my knuckles to his lips to place an innocent kiss.

“What’s wrong?” I repeat. “Why did you leave?”

“I couldn’t lay next to you knowing the men who did that to you are still out there he says cautiously, as if reading my expression with each word he says.

“Why did you leave me here?” I whispered. “You should’ve taken me with you.”

“To a war zone?” He retorts in a low voice. “Am I crazy? You were safe here.”

I’m safe with you, I wanted to tell him. I don’t. “You’re back.”

He nods a little. “I found them.”

I gulp when his words register, my lips a little parted. “How?”

“May or may not have invaded the Italian hideout.” He smiles. “Found every man that fit the description you gave, got the culprit identified by Dom, and then I took the next flight out to you.”

“Dominic is awake?” I focus on the only positive my mind could find. “He’s going to

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be okay?”

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“Just woke up again two days ago, and he’s officially out of danger as of yesterday.”

my eyes. Happy tears. “That’s good.” We both

his thumb under my eye to wipe them off the second they threatened to fall.

the entirety of the next day. Alex tries talking to me about it, but I wasn’t much of a conversation. I sleep on the plane in the bedroom in Alex’s jet, and stare

and that gets me to shift

the said place two hours into the outskirts because there was so much blood on the streets leading to

a long time. “You did all of

of it,” he replies, not

in a low voice. “Your uncle must’ve not been

do you

didn’t look like he liked me too much when you took me to

That makes you one of us.

One of us.

One of them.

part of the

of the car and Alex leads me into the warehouse. Hundreds of soldiers with rifles in their

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some go as far as saluting

acknowledgment, still

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no need to be scared, okay?” He whispers to me when we walk close enough. “They’re beaten up enough to not even be able to talk properly. And, I’m with you. I’ll my life a hundred times before I let anyone touch a hair on your

deep to

gun tucked

safe inside?” I whisper back,

is just

his hand tighter and we enter

the men were inside. Bloodied. Bounded. Chained.

as tears fill my eyes immediately and my lips quivered. Even twenty-four hours were not enough to prepare

I grab the gun tighter with one hand and

they live, and how they live,” Alex

point I couldn’t even see their faces clearly. I wouldn’t have been able to recognise either of them

cheeks, my eyes fixed at the ginger head one. The weight of his body over mine, his touch on my boobs while his other hand stroked his d**k, how desperately he tried to open my pants and snuggle his hand inside to touch me- all of

didn’t hear

was even there,

as if it was just me and that

didn’t realise when the gun I was gripping

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shot Dominic. I didn’t stop. I

weight falls on the ground with a thud, and I stare at his body with blurred vision because

when he realises I was zoned out enough to not hear a word he said, he walks me out of the room where the first man I ever killed lies in a pool

when he hands me a coffee six hours later in his house, after I stood in the shower