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.

moment, he looked genuinely startled. Then,

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

expecting him

the contract.” He took another sip of coffee, watching me over the rim. “Fidelity clause. When I sign my name to something,

be hard for you,” I said, unable to resist needling him. “What about your busy weekly schedule of models

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

that, can we?”

hardened. “I’ve spent my entire life preparing to lead this company. Victoria would run it

his playboy reputation, there was something

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hookups,” I said. “Just

“Just you.”

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

can go from your

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

I gasped,

murmured, one arm

weight. And something else, something unmistakably hard pressing against my ass through

to keep from making a sound. It felt even bigger than it

you doing?” I managed to

his lips close to my ear. His breath sent

him to kiss me then. His face was so close to mine, his lips just inches away. My eyes dropped to

he studied my face with those intense grey eyes, his gaze moving from my eyes to my lips, then lower to where my breasts

said, his voice deeper

me, growing impossibly harder. Ishifted slightly,

think I might not need other women if I had you,” he continued, one hand moving to my hip, his thumb tracing

whispered, hypnotized by the intensity in

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

flooding between my legs. Was