His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 142

Luca’s Pov

Aurora Whitlock has been the bane of my existence for three years now.

She had turned twenty–two the night I first saw her, when I had gotten out of a meeting with her father in his study and seer her lean on the dining table. Long legs for days in those little night shorts, her hair in lose curls all the way to her lower back hazel eyes and perfectly pouting lips blowing the candles of a cake her mother had baked for her, whining about how she wished her twin brother was here and that she was going to wait for her father to get done with business, before, she cuts the cake.

Aurora Whitlock was my forbidden sin.

The one I had spent three years since then forgetting about, and she had unknowingly haunted me like a ghost in the back. of my head.

Except tonight, my ghost was real.

And she was sitting in a fucking short dress that put her gorgeous legs on display, sipping vodka.

I spotted her immediately when she walked in even though I was on the floor above in the VIP area, and I watched her like a predator.

Like a creep.

She was alone, and her eyes were wandering around the club.

while I watched her talk to the bartender, who

looking like that and go home with

My.

when I watch a sorry excuse of a man with blonde hair make his

”

interested in the but shuts up when I look away from Aurora and at

party

my colleagues

parlare se vuoi tenere le testa,”

dries

and watch her flutter her eyes at the man who had now taken a seat

No fucking way.

in front

takes me six seconds to make a decision.

bane of my existence for the past three years. She was my friend’s daughter. She was forbidden. It would be

fucking watching her dance with another man in front of my eyes.

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