The CEO's Contractual Wife

Olivia

Alexander stood by the window, his back to me. He’d changed into a simple gray t–shirt and black shorts that hung low on his hips. The casual clothes did nothing to diminish his commanding presence.

He turned at the sound of the door, his eyes immediately taking in my bare legs. “Feel better?”

“I’d feel better in my own clothes in my own apartment,” I replied, crossing my arms over my chest. The movement only emphasized my breasts beneath the thin fabric.

His eyes darkened slightly. “I usually sleep naked, but I thought that might make you uncomfortable.”

“How considerate,” I said dryly. “This whole situation is your fault you know. Who arranges a date without planning for overnight accommodations?”

“Someone who doesn’t have the luxury of time,” he replied, running a hand through his hair. “I have less than four months to make this marriage happen, or I lose controlling shares in Carter Enterprises.”

“I thought your grandfather gave you six months.”

“He did. Two months ago.” Alexander moved to sit on the edge of the bed. “I’ve been evaluating potential candidates since then.

“Lucky me, making the final cut,” I muttered.

“You have no idea how lucky you are,” he said, his voice dropping an octave. “There were over thirty women on my initial list.” I rolled my eyes. “Should I be flattered?”

“You should be practical.” He patted the bed beside him. “Come sit”

“I’m fine standing.”

“Olivia.” Just my name, but said with such authority that I found myself moving toward the bed before I could stop myself.

I perched on the edge, keeping a good foot of space between us. The mattress was ridiculously comfortable, sinking just enough under my weight.

“You’ll sleep here tonight,” he said, nodding toward the king–sized bed.

you? I don’t think

was merely a suggestion to improve our chemistry. We’ll need to

blurted, then immediately regretted it

agreed.

my throat. “The

“I’m not making my wife

couch might

big?” he supplied, amusement dancing in his

cheeks heat. “Tall.

“So,

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chewed my lip, considering my options. The bed was massive, big enough for two people to sleep without touching. And I

bed’s big

“I can control myself, Olivia. Can

“Excuse me?”

looking at me like you want to devour me since

scoffed, ignoring the heat creeping

his cologne enveloping me. “Your pupils dilate when I get near you. Your breathing changes. Your

hand flew to my chest instinctively. “That’s–that’s just

“If you say so.”

I insisted, standing abruptly. “And I’m going to sleep on

The bed is more than large

promised I would.” His voice held a

climbing onto the bed. The mattress felt like heaven, soft yet supportive in all

flicked off the lights, plunging the room into darkness broken only by the city lights filtering through the windows. I felt

said, his voice a low rumble in

Alex,” I replied, curling onto my side facing