The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 64

Chapter 64

Olivia

He took a sip from his mug, leaning against the railing. The robe gaped further, and I forced my eyes to stay on his face.

“Did you sleep well?” he asked, his voice still rough with sleep.

“Yes,” I lied, hoping he couldn’t tell I’d spent half the night acutely aware of his body next to mine.

“Liar,” he said, but his tone was amused rather than accusatory. “You tossed and turned for hours.”

I felt my cheeks heat. “The ocean is loud.”

“Mmm. He clearly didn’t believe me but didn’t press the issue. Instead, he gazed out at the water, the morning sunlight highlighting the sharp angles of his face.

We sipped our coffee in silence for a few minutes. Despite the oddity of being in my boss’s beach house after a night in his bed, it felt almost peaceful.

“We’ll be meeting my family in a few days,” Alexander said suddenly, breaking the silence.

I nearly choked on my coffee. “What?”

“My family,” he repeated calmly, his eyes meeting mine with a steady gaze. “A family dinner at the estate.”

“Wait, wait, wait.” I set my mug down with a clatter. “Your family? As in, your grandfather who made this whole marriage ultimatum? That family?”

“Yes, Olivia. That family.” His lips quirked. “Unless you think I have another secret family stashed away somewhere.”

“With you, who knows?” I muttered. “But seriously, isn’t this moving a bit fast?”

Alexander shrugged, the movement causing his robe to slip further off one shoulder. “Time is a luxury I don’t have.”

I chewed my lip, anxiety bubbling in my stomach. “What if they don’t like me? What if they can tell this is all fake?”

“It’s not fake,” he corrected. “It’s strategic. And they’ll like you because I’ve chosen you.”

said, rolling my eyes. “They’re not

they respect

raised an eyebrow. “That’s

on the table

junior marketing executive who’s marrying

his

Because my sparkling personality is what sealed the deal, not the fact that you

your company.”

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Chapter 64

sell yourself short, Olivia.” His eyes held mine. “I had options.

faster. I looked away, focusing on the ocean. “When

dinner?”

“Saturday evening.”

in, four days

“Yes.”

rising in my chest. “You could

coffee again, sipping it casually as if we were discussing the weather instead of

them,” I said, trying to sound professional

brief you,” he promised. “We can go

to tell me before we go,” I insisted. “I need to be

curved into a smile. “Worried about making a good

actually. I’d rather not embarrass myself in front

be fake,” he pointed out. “Once

pretending to date Alexander. I was going

“Shit,” I whispered.

asked, watching

I said quickly. “Just…

“You said that already.”

then immediately regretted my tone.

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