The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 22

Olivia

The elevator doors opened with a soft ding, and I stepped inside, grateful to find it empty. As soon as the doors closed, I sagged against the wall, my legs suddenly weak.

“What the fuck did I just do?” I muttered, running my hands through my hair. “How am I going to explain this to Mom and Dad?”

My mother would be thrilled I was getting married-until she realized the timeline. Marriage in what, a few weeks? She’d have questions. Lots of them.

And my dad… he was old-fashioned. He’d want to know Alexander’s intentions, his family background, his five-year plan.

My brothers would be even worse. Nicholas would immediately be suspicious. He could always tell when I was ly- ing. And Ethan would Google the hell out of Alexander, digging up every tabloid story about his playboy past.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” I banged my head against the elevator wall.

How was I going to explain this to everyone? My family still thought I’d never dated anyone. They didn’t even know about Ryan – I’d planned to introduce him after we got more serious. Now I’d have to tell them I was marrying my boss?

I could already hear Mom’s voice: “But honey, we didn’t even know you were dating!”

I’d have to lie. Tell them Alexander and I had a secret relationship before, broke up, and now we’re madly in love again. More lies. Always more lies.

“And what happens after?” I whispered to my reflection in the polished doors. “When the contract ends and we di- vorce? Then what?”

Would I ever be able to have normal relationships after being with someone like him?

The elevator dinged at my floor. I straightened up, adjusting my clothes.

“One problem at a time, Olivia,” I muttered. “One fucking problem at a time.”

returned to my desk, trying to focus on the athletic wear campaign mockups. But my mind kept

felt foreign, yet somehow intriguing. Would I get new

I whispered, forcing my attention back to the

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To share his space, his bed? My nipples hardened at the thought of his large

crossing my legs to ease the sudden throbbing between

was wrong with me? I’d just caught Ryan balls-deep in Sophia less than a week ago. I shouldn’t be fantasizing about anyone, let alone my boss, who was essentially buying

man who probably knew

expect sex right away? The contract mentioned “physical relations,” but Alexander had said the timing was flexible. Still, we’d be living

out of the shower, water droplets trailing down his chest, a towel slung low on his hips. Would he drop it deliberately, letting me see what he was packing? Or would he stalk toward me like a predator, pushing me onto the

My pussy clenched at the thought of

couldn’t think like this. This was a business

me desperate for his touch? Would I have to beg? The thought of Alexander making me plead for his cock made me squirm in

what about his needs? He’d made it clear he had a strong sex drive. Would he expect me to drop to my knees whenever he

it together,” I scolded myself, taking a

to be practical. This was about money. About helping my family. Not about getting laid by

if he ruined me for other

to Olivia!” Nova’s voice cut through

jumped, nearly knocking over

minutes. Where the hell were you just now?” She

too quickly. “I’m

you weren’t just sitting there

his desk?”

Was I that

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