The CEO's Contractual Wife

My stomach clenched as I stared at Ryan’s name flashing on my screen, my finger hovering over the answer button.

“Who is it?” Alexander asked, his eyes briefly flicking from the road,

“No one important,” I muttered, rejecting the call with a swipe. The screen went dark, and I shoved the phone back into my purse.

Alexander’s eyebrow arched. “Didn’t look like ‘no one important‘ from your expression.”

“It was Ryan.” The admission felt like acid in my mouth.

“Your ex? The one who fucked your friend at her birthday party?”

I winced at his bluntness. “Yes, that Ryan.”

“What the fuck does he want?”

“I have no idea. And I don’t care.” I turned to look out the window, watching the Los Angeles scenery blur past. “He’s likely regretting his mistake after seeing me all over social media with you.”

Alexander’s knuckles whitened on the steering wheel. “If he bothers you-”

“He won’t,” I interrupted. “I can handle Ryan.”

“I’m sure you can,” Alexander said, his voice softening slightly. “But you don’t have to handle him alone anymore.”

The sentiment was unexpectedly sweet, making my chest tighten. I reached over and squeezed his thigh. “Thanks.”

“For what?” He shot me a quick glance.

“For being on my side.”

A small smile played at the corner of his mouth. “Always, Liv.”

guiding the Aston Martin into his reserved space. As we walked to the elevator, I felt people watching, whispers following in

Alexander asked as the

“What big day?”

You are now officially Senior

heart skipped. Despite knowing this was part of our arrangement, the reality

“The paperwork is already processed. Your new office is

a private office?” I couldn’t hide my

think I’d keep

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turned, curious eyes following us as Alexander guided me with his hand at the small of

“The board is assembling in

credentials to her new office immediately Alexander’s tone was all business, but the possessive way he said “Mrs. Carter” made

slightly as she looked at me, but her

I’d rarely had reason to visit before. “Your office is in the marketing executive wing. Not the corner office yet, but give

this role first,” I

a door with a freshly printed

desk faced the impressive view,

I whispered,

IT department has already set up your computer with the necessary access. Your

an assistant too?”

He checked his watch. “I need to get to my meeting.

the reality

voice dropping to a murmur. “How about

mind?” I asked, my mouth

making you moan my name while I take you right here in your new

hardly an appropriate

thing you have a door that locks now, Mrs. Carter.” He brushed his lips against mine in a