The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 88

Chapter 88

Olivia

“I’d like to change first,” I said, surprised by my steady voice. “This dress isn’t exactly comfortable for travel.”

Alexander nodded, pressing a button to speak to the driver. “Take us to the penthouse before the airfield.”

“Yes, sir,” came the driver’s response.

Alexander’s hand remained on my thigh, his touch sending sparks through my body. “You were stunning today,” he said quietly. “Every man in that room envied me.”

“Even though it’s not real?” The words slipped out before I could stop them.

His eyes met mine, something unreadable in their depths. “Just because our arrangement started as a business deal doesn’t mean everything about it is fake.”

I didn’t know how to respond to that. Instead, I finished my champagne and looked at the passing city lights out the window.

“We’re here,” Alexander announced as the limo pulled up to his building.

The staff in the lobby nodded respectfully as we passed, offering quiet congratulations. We rode the elevator in charged silence, his hand resting possessively on the small of my back.

Inside the penthouse, Alexander loosened his tie completely. “Make yourself comfortable. I’ll have your bags brought up.”

“My bags?”

“I had my assistant pack for you. Everything you’ll need for the trip is taken care of.”

Of course he did. “Did your assistant also happen to pack Emilia’s little gift?” I asked before I could stop myself.

Alexander’s eyebrows rose. “What gift?”

My face heated. “Nothing. Just something silly for the honeymoon.”

A slow smile spread across his face. “Now I’m intrigued.”

said quickly. “I’m

through them, I found comfortable clothes for the flight and changed quickly, removing my wedding dress with some difficulty. As I hung it carefully in the closet, I spotted a small gift bag tucked into

when you

into the

into more casual clothes: dark jeans

I’d had before. Alexander’s private jet was a flying luxury apartment with a bedroom, shower, and a

we reached cruising

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Chapter 88

fine.” I replied, still feeling the

from each other, the

I said, breaking the silence. “Two weeks on a private island.

sunbathing. The island has beautiful hiking trails if you’re interested. Or we could just stay in bed the entire

choked on my water.

forward, elbows on his knees. “Let’s be clear about something. I want you. I have since

sex is

intimacy. It doesn’t specify

I’m never

severely misread the

at you?”

trying to decide whether

gasped at his bluntness. “That’s

I get close. Your breathing changes. And sometimes,” his hand found my knee, “you

“You’re reading too much

hand slid higher, resting on my thigh. “Tell me

him to stop. This was dangerous territory, blurring the lines of our business arrangement. But the

happens if we cross this line? If we make this

of our arrangement to the fullest.” His voice dropped

very sure

good at. His hand inched higher. “And I’m very, very good at making women

My breath caught. “Alexander-”

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