The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 30

Olivia

Alexander considered the question, running his thumb along the rim of his mug. “Not regularly. Maybe once or twice a week, depending on my schedule.”

“And who are these lucky ladies? Models? Socialites? Random women from bars?”

Alexander set his coffee mug on the nightstand, leaning back against the headboard with casual confidence. “Depends on the week. Sometimes models I meet at charity events. Sometimes women I connect with at business dinners.”

“So you just fuck whoever catches your eye?” I regretted the sharpness in my tone immediately. What did I care who he slept with?

“I’m selective if that’s what you’re asking. But yes, I enjoy variety.

“And they all get the special Alexander Carter morning–after coffee service?” I clutched my mug tighter, ignoring the strange jealousy bubbling in my chest.

“Not all of them.” He stretched, his t–shirt riding up to reveal a slice of toned abdomen. “Most don’t stay until morning.”

“Charming.”

“It’s efficient.” He shrugged. “I’m clear about my expectations. No strings, no complications.”

I rolled my eyes. “Of course. Heaven forbid the great Alexander Carter might have to deal with a woman’s feelings.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.” He took another sip of coffee. “We both get what we want. They get a night with me, I get…”

“Their bodies,” I finished for him.

“An experience,” he corrected. “Mutual pleasure without the messiness of emotions.”

I snorted. “So romantic.”

“Romance is overrated. Sex isn’t.”

“Well, you can kiss all that goodbye once we’re married,” I said, surprising myself with how forceful it came out.

shot up, and for a moment, he looked genuinely startled. Then, his expression shifted

his voice level. “Once we’re married, I won’t sleep with anyone else until

blinked, not expecting him to agree so readily.

contract.” He took another sip of coffee, watching me over the rim. “Fidelity clause.

I said, unable to resist needling him. “What about your

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do I have?” He shrugged. “My grandfather’s terms were clear. Either I

that, can we?”

life preparing to lead this company. Victoria would run it into the

studying him over the rim. Despite his playboy reputation, there was something intensely serious about Alexander when he talked about his

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no more random hookups,” I said.

“Just you.”

belly. Just you. The two words hung in the air between us, loaded with

from your weekly

could react, he pulled me onto

gasped, steadying the

one arm wrapped firmly around

supporting my weight. And something else, something unmistakably hard pressing

I had to bite my lip to keep from making a sound. It felt even bigger than it had looked in

doing?” I managed to ask, my voice embarrassingly

theory,” Alexander replied, his lips close to

His face was so close to mine, his lips just inches away. My eyes dropped to his mouth, and I found myself leaning slightly

eyes, his gaze moving from my eyes to my lips, then lower to where

his voice

growing impossibly harder. Ishifted

other women if I had you,” he continued, one hand moving to my hip, his thumb tracing small circles through the t–shirt. “You’re

whispered, hypnotized by

you want me to devour you.” His grip tightened slightly. “Like you’re imagining all the things

flooding between my legs.