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.”

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

day?” Alexander

“What big day?”

of course. You are now officially Senior Marketing

this was part of our arrangement, the reality

Alexander’s voice held a hint of pride. “The paperwork is already

private office?” I couldn’t hide

smirked. “Did you think I’d keep

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Chapter 124

and we stepped into the reception area of the executive floor. Several heads turned, curious eyes following us as

Carter,” his secretary called. “The board is assembling

bring Mrs. Carter’s access card and security credentials to her new office immediately Alexander’s tone was

me, but her professional demeanor never slipped. “Right

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

role first,” I replied, trying to sound confident rather

a door with a freshly printed

open, revealing a spacious office with floor–to–ceiling windows overlooking downtown Los Angeles. The modern desk faced the impressive view, and sleek bookshelves lined one wall. A small conference

mine?” I

against the doorframe, watching my reaction. “The IT department has already set up your computer with the

an assistant too?”

in Creative, but yes.” He checked his watch. “I need to get to my meeting. Will you be okay finding your way

nodded, still absorbing the reality of my new

voice dropping to a murmur. “How

in mind?”

take you right here in your new corner office,” he whispered, his eyes darkening with desire.

my body. “That’s hardly an appropriate

brushed his lips against mine in a kiss that was far too brief. “Think about that