His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 143

Aurora’s POV

I was a slut trapped in a virgin’s body.

Yes, you read that correctly. I was a twenty–five year old virgin.

And that was not by choice. Mostly.

When all my friends were losing their virginity, I couldn’t because all boys were running away from me, thanks to my twin brother. He had marked me off limits right from day one, calling a campus wide hands–off law.

Who wouldn’t listen to the captain of the lacrosse team who had a knack for destruction and starting fires and getting violent?

I figured things would get better once he joined the mafia, but rumours spread as far and wide as a forest fire. Nobody wanted to associate with the ‘little sister‘ of a mafia don.

Little sister, my foot.

Now, I was taking matters into my own hands.

Little silver dress? Check.

Two glasses of vodka down? Check.

A club notorious for the wrong kind of VIP men? Double check.

I sat at the bar stool, mixing my drink. The bartender’s eyes shined every time our gazes locked, and after the fourth time, he abandoned another customer to come chat me up.

“Why’re you alone?” He asked as if it was blasphemous. “A girl like you shouldn’t be alone.”

I raise my shoulders in a shrug. “I guess nobody wants to keep me company.”

“I somehow have a hard time believing that,” he replies, chuckling. I stare at his blonde hair, black shirt, silver chain peeking from under it with an initial K.

“I was told this was supposed to be easy.” I mutter, a little slurring in my sentence.

“What was?”

“You sit here looking pretty, a guy approaches you, you talk for a bit, flirt for a bit, dance for a bit and then BOOM! Virginity gone.”

“Jesus Christ.” The man’s eyes widened, and then he laughs back so loud, it carries to me over the music. “You’re here for a hook–up?”

I nod. “I’m a twenty–five year old virgin. Don’t judge me for wanting to finally lose it.” And then I purse my lips. Newest addition to facts about myself: Vodka makes me talkative. Extremely talkative.

I needed to shut

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Bartender boy laughs some more. “Is th your first time in a club?”

time alone.” I frown. “Am I that obvious?”

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You’re good.” He says, the shine in

Does the

“It stands for Kevin.

boyfriend.” I blink. “How does one get that?” I

blush Come on now, I’m going to set you up with a great guy

like you, Kai.”

is making you uncomfortable, you call for me and order an angel drink. I’ll get you

I get up, which was okay I think, because I was pretty tall. He had brown hair and blue eyes with a soft featured face, and while

department of a big shot company. After six minutes of useless ranting about himself and asking me questions about me, he forwarded his hand

company, and I was reluctant about agreeing but before I could make

showcasing his muscles.

strong in my stranger’s

Those muscles.

all of them combined.

scrambles off, and the stranger sits

gulp, unable to take my eyes off his face. He

you doing?” He nearly

want to?” I frown, “Who

flickers in his eyes, and he looks like he wanted to roll his face back and laugh out loud.

He says. “Luca R.” His last name dies on his tongue

to ask me what I’m doing, Luca

am,” A little smirk plays on his lips, “Is better than

I bite

course up on Duolingo when

introduced myself with a fake name I picked out

repeats in the same knowing, amused voice.

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you are.” My brows knit. “It’s

here for

thing that you are,” I raise my

offers me

eyes bore into his. “What about your business?”

his lips raise.

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was taller than most people around, and his hands cage me in to make sure nobody accidentally