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Auralia is a Brazilian jiu-jitsu instructor at her late father’s failing dojo. She’s one payment away from losing everything her father built, where her childhood memories live. 

So, when the chairman of Ezra Holdings wife, Maria Ezra, comes to Auralia with a proposal of being her son’s bodyguard, Auralia cannot help but agree to the proposal. In exchange for protecting her son, Alexander Ezra, for one year Auralia will not only get a six figure salary but she’ll also get the title deed to the dojo’s building, allowing her to save the dojo.

There is one problem however. Alexander can’t know that Auralia is his bodyguard. Thus Auralia has to marry the man, acting as his wife while secretly protecting him.

An arranged marriage is not something she wants and her husband-to-be makes matters worse when he hands her a contract with terms to which she has to follow in exchange for marrying him.

Will she be able to navigate the world of the rich as Alexander’s fake wife without the man discovering the real reason behind her marrying him? And can she keep any feelings from developing between the two?

Only time will tell…


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This is a slow burn romance story and will have some mature content later on in the story
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The Bodyguard Wife

"Well done Rebecca." Auralia exclaimed as the tired girl walked over to her. "I'm proud of you."

Rebecaa smiled, taking the water bottle and towel Auralia had been holding out for her. "Thanks Coach…"

Auralia could see the disappointment in Rebecca's eyes but couldn't blame her. The girl had lost her final match. It was saddening, but Auralia could definitely see the improvement from her last tournament.

"Don't worry about it." Auralia said, pulling the girl into a side hug. "You did pretty well out there. The match was quite never-raking. I'm sure there'll be scouts looking for you."

"Rebecca Hastion." A voice called out.

The two turned to look at who was calling out the girl's name to find them looking at a woman in a black suit. The tag around her neck showed they were looking at a scout.

"Yes, that's me." Rebecca murmured.

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