The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 19

Olivia

“Honey, you can focus on your career and still get laid,” Emilia replied bluntly. “In fact, I think you need both. Some mind-blowing sex would do wonders for your stress levels.”

“Em!” I gasped, glancing around my empty apartment as if someone might overhear.

“What? I’m just saying Alexander Carter looks like he could rock your world. Did you see those hands? Men with big hands know what they’re doing.”

“I’m not jumping into another relationship. Ryan and I just broke up last week.”

“Who said anything about a relationship? I’m talking about sex, Olivia. Fun, no-strings-attached, orgasm-inducing

sex.”

“With my boss? Are you insane?”

“Slightly,” she admitted. “But you’re working too hard. Sixty-hour weeks at the office plus freelancing on weekends? You need something or someone to help you forget about Ryan.”

“No.” I clutched the phone tighter. “Absolutely not. I’m not sleeping with my boss, Em. That’s career suicide.”

“Fine, fine,” Emilia sighed dramatically. “I’m not forcing you to do anything. Just throwing suggestions out there. For all we know, Alexander Carter might be single and looking.”

“And I might sprout wings tomorrow,” I countered. “Besides, a CEO dating his employee? That’s the stuff of romance novels, not real life.”

“Exactly why it would be so hot,” Emilia said with a laugh. “The forbidden office romance, secret elevator kisses, steamy encounters in the copy room-”

“Stop!” I groaned. “You’ve been reading too many trashy books again.”

“They’re not trashy, they’re literature,” she defended. “With sex scenes.”

I snorted. “Right. Literature.”

plan then? You can’t

senior marketing execu- tive opens up next quarter, and I need that

other end. “How are you holding up with all that? We haven’t talked about your dad

but the doctors still say he needs the surgery eventually. We just don’t know when.” I swallowed hard. “Nicholas is trying to get money from friends and taking out loans. I’ve saved some, but it’s nowhere near

sorry. This is a lot for you to deal

exactly wait for convenient

you need money, I can

cut her off firmly. “I appreciate it,

you’re not a burden,” Emilia insisted. “You’re my best friend. Friends

my hair. “This is my problem to solve. Dad’s medical bills, career, all

don’t have to shoulder everything

“Em-”

determined. “We both want to help. Jake got a bonus last month, and I’ve been saving up for a new car, but honestly, your dad’s heart surgery is way more important

but I can’t

borrowing. Or consider it a gift. Whatever makes you feel better about

“Emilia…”

about it, okay? No pressure, but the

back tears, staring at the ceiling. The weight of everything pressed down on me like a physical

said thank you,” I managed. “And thank you too. But I’ll figure something

said softly. “But even

myself. “I’m hardly

and somehow still remember my birthday every year with the perfect gift. You’re basically a superhero with

“A superhero wouldn’t have spent the weekend crying

Wonder Woman has bad days,” Emilia countered. “Remember that time she got dumped by Steve Trevor? To-

pretty sure

struggle sometimes. And when you do, I’m here.

And I love

stop overthinking everything and get some sleep.