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.”

I said quickly. “I’m

I found comfortable clothes for the flight and changed quickly, removing my wedding dress with some

a note: “For when you want to drive him

it back into the

and a soft sweater, Alexander had also changed into more casual clothes: dark jeans and a fitted black

private jet was a flying luxury apartment

offered as we reached cruising altitude.

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3:08 pm

Chapter 88

still feeling the effects of all

plush seats across from each other, the cabin quiet except for the soft hum

“Two weeks on a private island. What exactly will

trails if you’re interested. Or we could just stay in bed the entire

nearly choked on my water. “You’re very

want you. I have since that night I drove you home. But I won’t push for anything

is in

It doesn’t specify when or how often.” His

I’m never ready?” I

I’ve severely misread the way

I look at you?” I

whether to slap me or

at his bluntness. “That’s

beside me, his thigh pressing against mine. “Your pupils dilate when I get close. Your breathing changes. And sometimes,” his hand found my knee, “you

“You’re reading too much

my thigh. “Tell me to

This was dangerous territory, blurring the lines of our business arrangement. But the words wouldn’t

“What happens if we

to the fullest.” His voice dropped lower. “And I promise you, there

sure

what I’m good at. His hand inched higher. “And

My breath caught. “Alexander-”

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