The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 111

Chapter 111

Olivia

“Like keeping your husband satisfied.” His hand slid down to squeeze my ass, making me yelp.

“Is that all I’m good for?” I asked, trying to sound offended despite the smile tugging at my lips.

“Not at all.” His voice softened unexpectedly. “You’re brilliant at your job.”

The compliment caught me off guard. “Oh. Thank you.”

An awkward silence fell between us, broken only by the distant sound of helicopter blades.

“Looks like our ride is here,” Alexander said, standing and offering me his hand.

The flight back to the house was quiet, and both of us were lost in our own thoughts. As the helicopter descended toward the landing pad, I couldn’t help but wonder what awaited us back in LA. How would our dynamic change once we were no longer in this island paradise?

Jackson executed a perfect landing, the rotors slowing as we touched down. Alexander helped me out, his hand lingering on my lower back as we ducked beneath the still–spinning blades.

“How long until we leave?” I asked as we walked toward the house.

“Jet’s scheduled for nine tomorrow morning,” Alexander replied. “We should be back in LA by afternoon.”

Inside the mansion, Miguel greeted us with fresh lemonade. “Did you enjoy the mountain, Mrs. Carter?”

I felt my face flush, remembering exactly how much I’d “enjoyed” the mountain. “It was breathtaking.”

Alexander smirked. “She particularly liked the view from Lover’s Leap.”

I shot him a look that promised retribution later.

“I’ve started packing your belongings,” Miguel informed us. “And I’ve prepared a light dinner for whenever you’re hungry.”

“Thank you, Miguel,” Alexander said. “We’ll eat in an hour or so.”

Once Miguel had disappeared, I turned to Alexander. “I should start packing too.”

make the most of our

on my hips, drawing me against him. I could

just got back from fucking

unrepentant. “What can I say?

I laughed, pushing

your back?” he called

I

shower was exactly what my sore muscles needed. As I washed away the sweat and remnants of our mountaintop activities, I found myself smiling at the memory, Who would have thought I’d end up having sex on top of a mountain

a fluffy robe, Alexander was sprawled

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asked, noticing his furrowed

set the phone aside. “Nothing

searching for something comfortable to wear

asked, feeling self–conscious under his

thinking about how beautiful

are”

rolled my eyes. “Save the lines for

he said, his

the island was a subdued affair. We ate on the terrace, watching the sunset paint the

said between bites of grilled fish. “I’ve arranged for a

it.”

still think I should pack

over every little item? It’s

sighed. “Fine. But I want to be

“Define ‘personal.“”

drawer,

the movers might find

nearly choked on my wine. “I

said, eyes twinkling. “We could have had fun

hide my smile. “You

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