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
-
up.
Bartender boy laughs some more. “Is th your first time in a club?”
first time alone.” I
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says, the shine in his eyes re–appearing. “Kai,
smile back at him. “I’m Aurora. Does the K in
He chuckles. “It stands for Kevin.
get
was hot, and I blush Come on now, I’m going to set you
like you, Kai.”
uncomfortable, you call for me and order an angel drink. I’ll get you out of the situation,cool?” He grins back and I nod like a child.
heels if I get up, which was okay I think, because I was pretty tall. He had brown hair and blue eyes with a soft
and he worked in the IT department of a big shot company. After six minutes of useless ranting about himself and asking me questions about me, he forwarded his hand to me
stellar company, and I was reluctant about agreeing but before I could make
to. White shirt clings to his tall, broad frame, showcasing his muscles. He had black ruffled hair that matched perfectly and green eyes that were
Now” The Italian accent was strong in my stranger’s
muscles. The Italian
was all of them combined.
in a daze as Ethan scrambles off, and the stranger sits
off his face. He had familiar
doing?” He nearly hisses at
want to?” I frown, “Who are you?”
he wanted to roll his face back and laugh
dies on his tongue as if
are you to ask me what I’m doing, Luca
A little smirk plays on his lips, “Is better than that
I bite
had taken an Italian course up on Duolingo when it was all the rage and guess the wrong things stuck with me.
a fake name
huh?” He repeats in the same knowing, amused voice. “What’re you doing here?”
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thing that you are.” My brows knit. “It’s a
here for business,” he
are,” I raise my shoulders. “I’m
he offers
bore into his.
his lips raise. “Change
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