His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 147

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wat sew a hot shanger and jumped

length of the room, and it gets over in five long steps. “No.

he was in the goo. “It’s just going to be for

something, please,” I manage to croak out.

zones down when he takes steps closer to me. “Focus on me. Forget about everything else. Keep your eyes

nod foobly, Inhale Bhale Inhale. Exhale

hands find their ways onto my shoulders. “You’re okay. It’s just me and

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got you.” he adds.

I look up, I realise he was standing close

he had pinned me to the wall, he was this close to me, staring down at

thinking

me out of my thoughts. “Breathe with me.”

on his chest. His heart beats under my

a breath, and so do 1.

my stomach flip like it had last night.

it stays that way for a whole of twenty seconds before my claustrophobia kicks in again.

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