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.

and for a moment, he looked genuinely startled. Then, his expression shifted to something

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

blinked, not expecting him

rim. “Fidelity clause. When I sign my name

hard for you,” I said, unable to resist needling him. “What about your

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He shrugged. “My grandfather’s terms were clear. Either

can’t have that,

spent my entire life preparing to lead this company. Victoria would run

my coffee, studying him over the rim. Despite his playboy reputation,

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no more random hookups,” I said.

“Just you.”

it made the heat pool low in my belly. Just you. The two words hung in the air between us,

go from your

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

I gasped,

you,” he murmured, one arm wrapped

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

caught. His cock twitched beneath me, and I had to bite my lip to keep from making a sound. It

I managed to ask, my voice embarrassingly

his lips close to

expected him to kiss me then. His face was so close to mine, his lips just inches away. My eyes dropped to his mouth, and I found myself leaning slightly forward, drawn to

he didn’t close the distance. Instead, he studied my face with those intense grey eyes, his gaze moving from my eyes to

Olivia,” he said, his voice deeper than

cock twitched again beneath 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 small circles through the t–shirt. “You’re smart and ambitious, and

hypnotized by the intensity

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

heat flooding between my legs. Was