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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show you how much I mean it?” He offers, and I

and then we slip out

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and I didn’t quite

you’re visiting more in six months than you did in the past

hope, mama.” Alex replies, hugging her

that-much.” Gabriel glares at his son. “I need time with my wife

kids, and all of them live in separate houses. I am sure you

Gabriel grumpily says, “Why did he buy that f**g penthouse? It was a dent, you know? He spends more

him.” Alex

“I just might.”

duo continue talking absurdly as they head towards

put up with for twenty-five years?” She tells me.

“You have a

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

gave me a sense of belonging 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

me again did for you what I would have

I nod, hugging her.

Aurora was at her apartment that night and Ronan was at a friend’s place, which left just

meal, Alex held my free hand over the table very subconsciously while engaged in a conversation with his father, and that gesture made Sofia and Gabriel

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

the kitchen when I was helping Sofia clear

his mischief was limited to outside the house, never inside. He protected his siblings valiantly, but when he was sixteen and told us he felt like something was missing in him, I couldn’t help

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son had a psychotic dysfunction in his brain which was absolutely not her fault and that she seemed like the best mother someone could ask for

was you.” She finishes, and my lips part in

at you the way his father looks at me, like he would burn the rest of the world to keep you

just as much, I tell

She presses her eyes reassuringly. “Because you look at him

Alex pulls me

security?” I question him, not minding

me an offended

Somethings never

“Where are we going?”

suspiciously for my liking, but I enjoy the cold air and loud music till we stop in front of a

him in confusion.

a gift to me by my grandparents when I turned eighteen,” he

wow. We’re staying