The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Olivia

“Keep scrolling, Alexander instructed, his breath warm against my ear.

I swiped through more photos, each more intimate than the last.

“My face isn’t completely visible in most of these,” I said, relief washing over me. “But anyone who knows me would recognize me instantly.”

“That’s the point.” Alexander took the tablet back, scrolling to another gossip site that had already picked up the story. “The right people will know it’s you.”

“This is real,” I whispered, the reality of our arrangement suddenly hitting me. “People are going to think we’re together.”

“Probably,” Alexander agreed, seeming unconcerned. He scrolled through more photos, pausing at one where his hand was positioned dangerously low on my back. “That’s the point, isn’t it?”

I sank deeper into the couch, my mind racing. My coworkers would see this. My parents might see this. Everyone would think I was dating Alexander Carter.

“We should head to the office,” Alexander said, checking his watch. “Separately, of course. For now.”

Twenty minutes later, we stood in the lobby of Carter Enterprises.

Alexander gestured toward a private elevator tucked behind a discreet panel.

“Use this one,” he said.

I shook my head. “I can’t just start using the private elevator. People will notice.”

“That’s-”

“Next time,” I promised, already backing toward the public elevators where other employees waited. “We need to ease into this, remember?”

Alexander’s jaw tightened, but he nodded curtly. “Tonight. My place. Seven o’clock.”

It wasn’t a question. I gave him a small smile and turned away, feeling his eyes on me until the elevator doors closed.

The marketing department buzzed with morning energy when I arrived. Nova was already at her desk, typing furiously.

“Morning,” I called, setting my bag down.

She glanced up, eyes narrowing. “You look different.”

“Different, how?”

in her chair. “Did you get laid last

my saliva. “What?

helps get over an ex like getting under someone

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hapter

Alice hurried in,

this?” She thrust her phone toward us, the screen

grabbed the

She squinted at the screen. “Wait

it just me, or does she look

Vivian appeared behind them, coffee in hand. “Holy shit, it is

me. I

me leaving the restaurant, his hand possessively on

looks

like you’re on a date with Alexander Carter,” Nova

wasn’t a date,” I

screen. “That’s not a

get that dress?” Alice asked, eyes wide. “It

complicated. He invited

happened to invite his junior marketing

impressed with her work,” Alice suggested,

impressed with

this?” I begged. “I

their desks. I could feel them watching me throughout the morning, whispering when they thought I wasn’t

through the office. I felt eyes on me in the cafeteria and heard the hushed conversations that stopped when I

famous,” Nova declared, dropping into the seat across from me. “How does it

muttered, pushing salad around my

are. You’re sleeping

am not

“Whatever you say. But if you’re not, you

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eyes but couldn’t help the flush that crept up my neck. The memory of Alexander’s hard body pressed against mine in bed this morning

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