His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 147

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

something, please,” I manage to croak out.

me. “Focus on me. Forget about everything else. Keep your eyes on

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hands find their ways onto my shoulders. “You’re

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I look up, I realise he was

dance floor. And then when he had pinned me to the wall, he was this close to me, staring down at

thinking of that.

of my thoughts. “Breathe with

Luca holds my hand, putting it on his chest. His heart beats under my palms,

he takes a breath,

He comments, making my stomach flip like it

that way for a whole of twenty seconds before my claustrophobia kicks in

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