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.

looked genuinely startled. Then, his expression shifted to something

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

not expecting him

coffee, watching me over the rim. “Fidelity clause. When I sign my name to something,

needling him. “What about your busy weekly schedule of

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clear. Either I

can’t have that, can

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

him over the rim. Despite his playboy reputation, there was

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hookups,” I said.

“Just you.”

he said it made the heat pool low in my belly. Just you. The two words hung in

go from your weekly rotation to just one

his movements quick and decisive. Before I could react, he pulled

gasped, steadying the

you,” he murmured, one arm wrapped firmly

mine, the hard muscle of his thighs supporting my weight. And something else,

a sound. It felt even bigger than it had looked in

managed

Alexander replied, his lips close to my ear. His breath sent shivers down my

to mine, his lips just inches away.

distance. Instead, he studied my face with those intense grey eyes, his gaze moving from

said, his voice deeper

cock twitched again beneath me, growing impossibly harder. Ishifted slightly, and his

to think I might not need 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 smart and ambitious, and when you look at

I whispered, hypnotized by the intensity in

you.” His grip tightened slightly. “Like you’re imagining

pulse raced, heat flooding between my legs. Was