The CEO's Contractual Wife

Olivia

Our food arrived, and we ate in comfortable silence for a few minutes. I was acutely aware of his eyes on me, watching as I savored each bite.

After dinner, we stepped out into the cool night air. Alexander’s arm slid around my waist as we waited for his car, his fingers tracing idle patterns against the silk of my dress.

“Did you enjoy dinner?” he asked, his breath warm against my ear.

“It was incredible,” I admitted. “I’ve never had steak that melted in my mouth like that.”

“I’m glad you approved.” His thumb brushed the bare skin exposed by the dress’s low back. “There are many more experiences I’d like to show you.”

The double meaning wasn’t lost on me. I felt my cheeks flush as his car pulled up to the curb.

Alexander guided me forward, his hand sliding from my waist to my ass as I bent to enter the car. His fingers lingered, squeezing slightly before releasing me. The touch was brief but deliberate, sending a jolt of electricity up my spine.

“Careful with the dress,” he murmured, his voice low enough that only I could hear.

I slid across the leather seat, hyperaware of the slit in my dress riding up my thigh. Alexander settled beside me, closer than necessary in the spacious backseat.

As the car pulled away, I glanced out the window, scanning the sidewalk. Hadn’t he mentioned paparazzi? I didn’t see anyone with cameras, and no suspicious figures were lurking in doorways or behind parked cars.

“Looking for something?” Alexander asked, his voice amused.

“You said you tipped off photographers,” I whispered, still searching the darkened street. “I don’t see any.”

my knee

were clearly visible? What would my parents think if they saw me splashed

Alexander said, his thumb tracing circles on my skin. “Trust me

not demanded, when I noticed how he looked at me. His eyes had darkened, dropping to my lips with unmistakable intent. The air

shifted slightly, leaning toward mine. My heart hammered against my ribs, and I anxiously parted my

lingered on my mouth, his breath warm against my skin. The air between us crackled with electricity.

there,” he said, his voice deeper

I turned to look out the window, hoping he couldn’t see the flush on my cheeks. What was wrong with me?

lingering at the small of my back as we walked through the lobby. The elevator ride was silent,

penthouse, Alexander loosened his tie and headed straight for

already pulling

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heels that had been killing me all night, sighing in relief as my bare feet sank into the plush carpet. Alexander poured amber liquid into two

beginnings,” he said, raising his

taking a sip. The

was acutely aware of Alexander watching

asked

he refilled my glass. The second drink went down easier than the first, warmth spreading through my limbs. “It’s late,” Alexander said, setting down his empty