The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 118

Chapter 118

Olivia

We turned onto a private road that curved through manicured grounds. As we approached, a wrought–iron gate swung open automatically, and I caught a glimpse of the security camera tracking our movement.

“Welcome to home sweet home,” Alexander said, guiding the Aston Martin up the winding driveway.

My jaw literally dropped when the Carter estate came into full view. It wasn’t just a mansion; it was practically a palace, sprawling across what must have been at least three acres of land, with modern architecture that somehow managed to look both imposing and inviting.

“Holy shit,” I breathed. “People actually live like this?”

“We do now.”

“How many rooms does this place have?” I asked as we pulled up to the circular driveway.

“Twenty–two bedrooms, seventeen bathrooms, a home theater, indoor and outdoor pools, a tennis court, a wine cellar,

and a few other amenities.” He parked the car in front of massive double doors. “Nothing too excessive.”

I shot him a look. “Nothing too excessive?”

“You’ll get used to it.” He killed the engine and turned to me. “Ready for the tour?”

“Do I have a choice?”

“Always.” His expression softened. “But I think you might actually enjoy this one.”

The front doors opened as we approached, revealing a smartly dressed older man in what looked like a butler’s uniform.

“Good morning, Mr. Carter,” he said with a slight bow/“Mrs. Carter, welcome home.”

“Thank you, Alfred,” Alexander replied smoothly. “This is my wife, Olivia. Liv, this is Alfred, our house manager.”

“Pleasure to meet you, ma’am,” Alfred said.

“Nice to meet you too.”

Alexander placed his hand on my lower back, guiding me into the foyer. The space was breathtaking with soaring ceilings, marble floors, and a grand staircase that curved elegantly to the second floor.

“How many staff work here?” I whispered as Alfred disappeared down a hallway.

“Just a few. Alfred oversees everything. We have two housekeepers, a groundskeeper, and a chef who comes in a few times a week.”

I

“Come on. Let me show

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somehow flowed together seamlessly. Modern art hung on

and comfortable.

main living room,” Alexander said, leading me into a larger space with floor–to–ceiling windows that showcased a breathtaking

room for everyday

to imagine myself relaxing

is the kitchen,” he

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all gleaming stainless steel appliances, marble countertops, and a center island big enough to

muttered. “I’m afraid to touch

want.” He leaned against the counter. “Although I should warn you, Chef Marcelo gets

stick to making

sun room, a massive library with floor–to–ceiling bookshelves, and a home office

more interesting,” Alexander said with a suggestive smile, leading

took up an entire wing of the second floor. The bedroom was enormous, centered around a king–sized bed that looked

sleep,” Alexander said, watching my

“It’s big.”

all the women say,” he

his arm.

gestured toward a set of double doors. “Master bathroom through there. I think

a large glass–enclosed shower with multiple heads,

fucking insane,” I said,

“Big enough for

that all you

I’m around you? Pretty much.” He pressed closer, backing me against the tile wall. “Want to christen

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don’t have time. You

necessary,” he called as I escaped back into

that something to brag

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