The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Olivia

We finished our dessert in silence, the tension building with each bite. By the time the chef cleared our plates, my skin felt too tight, and every nerve ended on high alert.

“Thank you, Antoine. You’ve outdone yourself,” Alexander said, standing to shake the chef’s hand. “That will be all for tonight.”

The chef bowed slightly. “Very good, sir. I’ve left everything prepared for breakfast, should you need it.”

The implication in those words wasn’t lost on me. How many women had sat where I was sitting? How many had stayed for breakfast?

After the chef left, Alexander turned to me. “Would you like a tour?”

“Sure,” I said, standing too quickly and feeling the wine rush to my head. “Lead the way.”

He showed me through the penthouse, starting with a home office with sweeping views of the city-views so mes- merizing they would surely make concentration impossible. Next was a gym that rivaled the commercial one I fre- quented, equipped with every machine and gadget imaginable. Then, we moved on to a theater room with plush seats arranged in perfect tiers, designed for ultimate comfort and an immersive viewing experience.

“How many bedrooms does this place have?” I asked, trying to sound casual.

“Three. My master suite, a guest room, and one I use as a secondary office.”

“And how many women have you brought here?” The question slipped out before I could stop it.

Alexander paused, turning to face me. “Does that matter?”

“No,” I lied. “Just curious how many women have gotten the billionaire treatment before me.”

“Fewer than you might think.” His eyes held mine. “This isn’t a routine for me, Olivia.”

“Right.” I rolled my eyes. “I’m special. I bet you say that to all the girls.”

“Actually, I don’t.” His voice hardened slightly. “I don’t bring women here often. This space is private.”

what am I doing here then?” I challenged, crossing my

my cleavage before returning to my face.

“Enlighten me.”

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in his jaw twitched. “I’m showing you a glimpse of what your

is still

closer, close enough that I could

You want to buy me.

mutually beneficial arrangement,” he corrected. “One that would solve my problems and eliminate

right now is standing in front

quirked up. “Am I a problem,

I took a step back, bumping into the wall. “A very big

dropping to

eyes widened as I realized the

on the wall beside my head, caging me in. “What did you

needed to re- member why I was here. This

tion.

voice, “that you’re my boss. And you’re asking me to marry you. And you’re…” I ges- tured

face was inches from

You date models and actresses. Not junior marketing executives who live in

my cheek, sending sparks racing across my skin. “Maybe I want

in, his breath warm against my lips. I closed my eyes, waiting for the press of his

brushed my ear. “You’re trembling,

lied, my voice barely

nose traced the curve of my jaw,

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