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.

a moment, he looked genuinely startled. Then, his expression

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

expecting him to agree so readily.

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

to resist needling him. “What about your

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clear. Either I get married or lose

we can’t have that, can we?” I

spent my entire life preparing to lead this company.

playboy reputation, there

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more random hookups,” I said.

“Just you.”

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

can go from your

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

gasped, steadying the

got you,” he murmured, one arm wrapped firmly around

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

beneath me, and I had to bite my lip to keep from making a sound.

managed to

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

close to mine, his lips just inches away. My eyes dropped to

his gaze moving from my eyes to my lips, then lower to where my breasts pressed against the thin

his voice deeper than

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

I had you,” he continued, one hand moving to my hip, his thumb tracing small circles

hypnotized by the

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

heat flooding between my legs. Was I that