The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 60

Olivia

“Looks amazing,” I said, my voice coming out huskier than intended.

“Wait until you taste it.” Alexander handed me a plate and grabbed his wine glass. “Let’s eat outside.”

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I followed him to the deck, where a table overlooked the ocean. The moon cast a silver path across the water, and the sound of waves crashing against the rocks below created a peaceful soundtrack.

We sat across from each other, and I twirled some pasta onto my fork, taking a bite. The flavors exploded in my mouth: sweet tomatoes, sharp cheese, perfectly al dente pasta.

“Oh my god, I moaned, unable to help myself. “This is incredible.”

Alexander’s eyes darkened slightly. “I told you.”

“Seriously, you could open a restaurant.”

Tll stick to running my company,” he said with a small smile. “Cooking is just a hobby.”

We ate in comfortable silence for a while, the food too good to interrupt with conversation. I caught Alexander watching me

a few times, his gaze intense in a way that made heat pool in my belly.

“What?” I finally asked after the third time I caught him staring.

You enjoy your food enthusiastically,” he said, his voice dropping an octave. “It’s distracting.”

my cheeks

apologize. I like

on me. I took another sip

I said, changing the subject, “you come here to escape. What are you escaping

pasta thoughtfully. “Expectations, mostly. Everyone wants something from me. The board, my family, the press. Here, I can

surprised by his candor. “Having a place to disappear

wine glasses. “What about you? Where do you go when

Not quite as impressive as an oceanfront property, but it

wrong with that. His eyes met mine over the rim of his glass. “Though my bathtub

around our bodies, his hands skimming over my wet skin, my back against his chest as we watched the waves crash against the shore through

table. My body hummed with a desire I hadn’t felt in longer than I cared to admit, making it hard to remember all the reasons this

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took another gulp

I

you like it. Simple food done well

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bodies constantly brushing against each other as we

I was sure it wasn’t accidental. His hips aligned perfectly with mine, and I could feel his cock pressing against my ass, half–hard and impossible to

plate slipping from my fingers into the

Alexander murmured, not sounding sorry at all.

his body still pressed against mine. I should have stepped aside and created some distance, but my body refused

indication that he noticed. His hand

name a warning and

I replied, my

should.” But

was thick enough to cut with a knife.