The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 57

Olivia

We slipped away from the main party and headed toward the yacht’s stern. Alexander nodded to a crew member, who opened a door for us, revealing a private staircase.

“Should we be going this way?” I asked nervously.

“I arranged it earlier,” Alexander assured me. “Trust me.”

The staircase led to a secluded deck at the very back of the yacht. It was empty except for a comfortable–looking lounge area with cushions and blankets. The space was lit only by strings of fairy lights and the moon above, reflecting off the dark

water.

“What is this place?” I asked, gazing around in wonder.

The owner’s private retreat,” Alexander explained. “I asked if we could borrow it for a while.”

“And they just said yes? Because you’re Alexander Carter?”

“Because I donated a significant amount to their foundation. And yes, because I’m Alexander Carter.”

I laughed. moving to the railing to look out at the twinkling lights of Los Angeles in the distance. The yacht had moved away from the harbor while we were dancing, and now we floated in calm waters, the city a glittering backdrop.

“It’s beautiful.” I breathed.

“Yes, it is,” Alexander agreed.

Thank you for bringing me here tonight. It’s been unexpected.”

“In a good way. I hope.” He moved to stand beside me at the railing.

“Definitely. I’ve never been to anything like this before.”

“Get used to it,” he said, his shoulder brushing mine. “As Mrs. Carter, you’ll attend dozens of these events each year.”

The remainder of our arrangement brought me back to reality. “Right. For appearances‘ sake.”

Alexander turned to face me, his expression serious in the dim light. “Olivia, I want you to make the most of this arrangement. Not just for appearances, but for yourself.”

“What do you mean?”

these connections can benefit you professionally. The people in that ballroom have the power to

want me to network? For

and now you have access to people who can help you

not sure I know how,” I

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understand his motives. “Why

a successful wife reflects well on me,” he said pragmatically. “And because you

across the deck, making me shiver in my sleeveless gown. Alexander immediately shrugged out of his jacket and draped it

hands

subtle scent of his cologne that

he said dryly. “I’m not the one wearing a dress with no

dress,” I

by my choice. You look

moonlight dance on the water. The sounds of the party drifted faintly from below, but up here, it felt like we were in our

ask you

“Of course.”

bring me here tonight?

told you, to give

doesn’t require you

spend time with you outside of our usual contexts. Get

it’s

limited time together,

words sent a flutter through my chest that I tried desperately to ignore. This was business

this is like a corporate team–building exercise?” I joked, trying to

lips quirked. “If that’s how you want to see it. Though I’ve never wanted

My breath caught. “Alexander-”

he interrupted smoothly. “I remember our agreement.

back slightly, creating space between us. “We should head back

led me back toward the staircase.