His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 147

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wat sew a hot shanger and jumped into his belt.

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

Aurora.” He looks at me he he was in the

then turn to him. Do something, please,” I manage to croak out.

me. “Focus on me. Forget

Inhale Bhale Inhale. Exhale

shoulders. “You’re okay. It’s just me

Mahak Whale.

you.” he adds.

and when I look up, I realise he was

the wall, he was this close to me, staring down at me like I was his damnation and his saving both at

shouldn’t be thinking of

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

putting it on his chest. His heart beats under my palms, and his chest heaves in and out perfectly under that crisp white

breath, and

stomach flip like it had

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

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just agree to disagree. The man in front of me