My Contract Wife 2.0
In the heart of a bustling city, where skyscrapers pierced the clouds and neon lights flickered like distant stars, Aarav found himself trapped in a marriage that was never meant to be.
A year ago, he had signed a contract—a simple piece of paper with a few clauses that promised mutual benefits but little emotional connection. His "wife," Ayesha, was a woman he barely knew. She was beautiful, poised, and graceful, but their relationship was nothing more than a carefully structured agreement.
Aarav, a successful tech entrepreneur, had been under immense pressure from his parents to marry someone from their prestigious social circle. But Aarav had no interest in the social games of elite families. Ayesha, on the other hand, was from a family struggling to maintain their legacy. The contract was her escape, her ticket to a life of comfort, but it was never supposed to be about love.
But things changed.
Aarav had hired Ayesha as his “wife” for the sake of family and appearances. They lived together, shared the same space, but never really lived together. Conversations were sparse, emotions were muted, and everything between them felt like a business deal.
Until one fateful night.
It was his birthday. Aarav had invited a few colleagues and old friends for a small gathering at his penthouse. The guests were a mix of old-school businessmen and young entrepreneurs, and the atmosphere was filled with laughter, wine, and music.
Ayesha had spent the evening in the corner of the room, sipping her drink and talking to no one. She wasn't part of the crowd, and they were always careful to avoid her. After all, what did a woman like her have in common with a room full of ambitious go-getters?
But then, Aarav saw something in her—something he had never noticed before. She was beautiful, yes, but it was more than that. There was an intelligence in her eyes, a quiet confidence that made her stand out from the rest. In a brief moment, as their eyes met, he felt a strange pull, as if he were seeing her for the first time.
The party continued, but the distance between them began to shrink.
