Chapter3:LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT

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Aiden's POV:-

Today is that bastard's wedding, who was just like my younger brother a while ago.

"Sir, today is Mr. Wilson's wedding. May I assist in preparing your attire for the evening?"

"Nah, bro. I am not going."

"Ok, Sir." Jim said.

"Jim..."

"Yes, sir?"

"Don't you think he doesn't deserve any girl?"

"Should we save her, sir?"

"Nah, let it be. If she is a gold digger, then it's fine. If not, she'll find out about it sooner or later. After all, this has nothing to do with me."

"Ah-maybe what you said is true, sir. But from the information I got of her fiancé is pretty fine."

"You know that too?"

(Jim pushes his glasses back) "That's why I am your PA, sir."

"That's nice, bro... I like it. But this information doesn't profit me. So it's okay... but next time find something profitable."

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Aiden texting his dad...

-"Are you not going to his reception too?"

-"Yup, Dad."

-"At least show your face there."

-"Does it profit or affect us?"

-"It doesn't. But still, he is like your younger brother."

-"He was, Dad. Not anymore. He is a bastard."

-"Then... I leave the rest to you, kid."

-"Sure, Dad."

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Today, I was going to an event in which I wanted to discuss a few points with the party host Mr. Jones. In the evening, when I entered the event, everybody came to greet me except that bastard Cole. It's okay... after all, I didn't come to his wedding, which makes me more evil.

The evening was going well; I discussed the points with Mr. Jones and was enjoying my glass of whiskey. Then I saw a woman entering the hall in a dark teal dress, coincidentally matching my shirt. When I looked her way, she looked mesmerizing, greeting Mr. Jones with a bright smile and then heading to Cole's table to hug him. For the first time, somewhere inside, my heart was burning. She's that bastard's wife? What the hell is wrong with me? I shouldn't look at married women now.

Trying not to look at her, she walked past me to the bar counter. Damn, she smells good. I took the bottom sip of my whiskey, and when I looked at her, she was already staring at me curiously. Then she came to me and said, "Do you know anyone here?"

"Yeah... why?"

"Cuz I don't. And it's my first time at an event like this... ahm.. can I join you for a drink?"

What's with the atmosphere right now? She wants a drink with a stranger rather than her husband?

"You can, but I would like to tell you a couple of things. Firstly, your beloved husband is a bastard to me. Secondly, I am not a good person, Mrs. Wilson."

"Ohkay. But my name is not 'Mrs. Wilson,' it's Aurora."

Damned you, Aiden, even her name is beautiful. Why is everything I see in her alluring? Argh, forget it.

"Would you like to tell me something about you? Mr.-"

I cut her off. "Mr. Cardiff. I am Aiden Cardiff."

"Mr. Cardiff, look I know you hold grudges against him. But not with me. Right?"

"Yeah."

"Then let's drink."

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Aurora's POV:-

Today, after our marriage, this is my first event as Mrs. Wilson. And the fact is I don't like this anymore. I didn't think my life would have a drastic change, and I really don't know anyone there, even my own husband is now a stranger to me. I really miss my home and my girls. What is done is done. Let's get ready for the party.

I wore a dark teal satin mini dress with golden earrings and golden heels. Argh, I hate heels... But I can't compromise with my look.

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When I entered the hall, I greeted Mr. Jones first, and of course, it was his event. Then I went to Cole's table and hugged him like a loving wife (which I am definitely not). He hugged me back, and I went straight to the bar. I know I don't drink, but then I looked at a man giving off whole mafia king vibes. He was wearing a white suit with a dark teal satin shirt. What? He is looking at me? Nah, I am not that eye-catching; he must be looking at someone else. I walked past him.

Sitting at the bar counter, I thought maybe I should approach him. "Do you know... then let's drink." (Whole conversation)

His voice is so hoarse, and when he takes a sip of whiskey, I can see his veiny hands. Time went just like this, and we parted our ways.

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