The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 16

Chapter 16

His eyes narrowed. “You think you know me based on what? One rescue and a dinner?”

“I know that someone who truly believed love was meaningless wouldn’t care so much about protecting himself from

it.”

Alexander’s jaw tightened. For a moment, I thought I’d pushed too far.

“You’re an interesting woman, Olivia Morgan,” he said finally.

“Is that a compliment?”

“An observation.” His lips curved in an infuriating half-smile.

I gripped the railing tighter, feeling the cool metal ground me. The city lights twinkled below us like a mirror image of the night sky, but all I could focus on was the heat radiating from Alexander’s body.

“I want to ask you two things,” I said, turning to face him fully.

His eyebrows rose slightly. “I’m all ears.”

“First, back at the presentation, you said ‘it’s been a long time.’ Why? We’d literally met less than a week before.” Alexander leaned against the railing, his shoulder brushing mine. “Preparation. I couldn’t exactly acknowledge that we’d met while you were crying over your cheating boyfriend. I was creating our cover story early.”

“You were that confident I’d say yes to your insane proposal?”

“I’m always prepared for multiple scenarios.”

“Right,” I rolled my eyes. “And my second question. In your message, you said, ‘Be my girlfriend for the night.’ But this…” I gestured between us, “has been just dinner. Nothing else.”

lower, sending shivers across my skin.

nipples tighten against the thin

I said, glancing at my

you home,” he replied, straightening

can grab

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can I possibly let my wife leave

not your wife yet,” I snapped. “And

if that was the only word he’d heard.

through the penthouse, my heels clicking against the marble floors. The remains of

on the dining table: empty wine glasses, half-eaten dessert, and the candles

Alexander said as we stepped

“Which one?”

more than dinner?” His eyes locked with mine in the mirrored walls of the

cheeks flushed. “What

was

the confined space together. My heart hammered against

pressing myself against the wall, putting as much distance between us as possible. “But I’m

you were.” He stepped closer, invading my

hand, pulling me toward him. My back pressed against the elevator wall, and I felt the cool

said, trying to sound casual while my heart hammered against my ribs, “I’ve got pepper

You mentioned it in

making sure

I could feel the heat radiating from his body.

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