His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 140

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I didn’t think a happily-ever-after could exist, especially not in the kind of world Alex lived in.

But happily ever afters were overrated. The prince slays the dragon, saves the princess and they live a blissful life? It’s not exactly that simple.

Mine, somehow, was. My prince killed my dragon and saved me. So what if my prince was a mafia prince?

He kept his word. When his Uncle held a party the following week, at which he announced Xander and Hannah’s marriage and mine and Alex’s, he held my hand with a smile on his lips and then even dragged me to the dance floor.

He didn’t pretend to hate me for my own safety so that others don’t view me as a weakness to exploit him like I had almost guessed he would.

“I didn’t know you danced,” I mumbled while my hands snaked around his neck and his lingered on my waist in a seductive touch, fingers tapping on the bare skin in the little side-slits of my dress.

“I don’t,” his nose brushed against mine. “You make me.”

I smiled when he placed a soft kiss on my lips.

I was in a bliss when in a corner, I noticed Hannah and Xander. She looked like she wanted to murder him and f**k him at the same time, while he had the kind of smirk on his lips that told me getting on her nerves is his favourite pastime.

“I heard there was a wedding and you were waiting at the end of an aisle,” I grumpily frown.

“There was. And then walked in the most stunning bride in this world.” Alex flirted back.

I glared. “I’m talking about Hannah.”

“Who said I’m not?”

“Alex!” I hit his chest, and a laugh escapes him.

I would be mad if I wasn’t so taken back from his laughter. He rarely laughed so heartily, almost never in a public scene.

“Hannah always belonged to Xander. She just didn’t know it then Alex tells me, swirling me around.

“I don’t care about that,” I frown more. “I care that you locked me up in a room for a week while the whole mafia-hood was. prepping for your marriage with Hannah. And she walked down the aisle for you.”

“And got left at the altar,” Alex reminds me. “Because I only had intentions of marrying one woman. She’s a short girl, dark hair, grey eyes, and is a custom-made gift from G**d for me.”

“A custom-made gift from G** for you.” I repeat, rolling my eyes playfully. “Aren’t you just a delight today?”

“Every day, baby.” He kisses me again. “And just so you know, you are the most stunning bride I have ever laid eyes on. No other girl compares.”

“You mean it?”

“Yes, wife. I mean it.”

I finally smile, and then he kisses me again, our fingers entwined

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slip out so I can show you how much I mean it?” He

giddy teenager, and then we slip

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time, we left in a rush and I didn’t quite get to thank them for being

did in the past six years, Sofia

hope, mama.” Alex replies, hugging her back

glares at his son. “I need time with my

live in separate houses. I am sure you

says, “Why did he buy that f**g penthouse? It was a dent, you

him.” Alex suggests

“I just might.”

they head towards the bar

for twenty-five years?” She tells me. “Twenty-five whole years of

“You have

she smiles affectionately. “And now, you’re a part of it

when I felt like I had lost everything after I was kidnapped. I couldn’t exactly appreciate it then for what it was, but words will never be enough to thank you for what you did

did for you what I would have done for

I nod, hugging her.

was made of friendly jabs, lots of laughter and Italian cuisine. Aurora was at her apartment that night and Ronan was at a friend’s place, which left just the

along the meal, Alex held my free hand over the table very subconsciously while engaged in a conversation with

let’s be honest, he’s Alex. He’s always noticing. And for all I know, he did it on purpose to

kitchen when I was helping Sofia clear

couldn’t help but feel like I had failed a little.” She tells me. “And then he left to a dangerous world

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was absolutely not her fault

I think what he was missing was you.” She finishes, and

like he would burn the rest of the

as much, I tell

reassuringly. “Because you look at him the

me

I question him, not minding it

me an offended look. “They’re following… just

never

“Where are we going?”

driving around,” he says a little too suspiciously for my liking, but I enjoy the cold air and loud music till we stop in

at him in confusion.

gift to me by my grandparents when I turned

We’re