The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 131

Chapter 131

Olivia

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I woke up with a delicious ache between my legs and memories of last night flooding my mind. Alexander had already left the bed, and I could hear the shower running in the en–suite bathroom.

The bathroom door opened, and Alexander emerged with a towel wrapped around his waist, water droplets still clinging to his chest.

“Morning,” he said, his voice deep and gravelly. “Sleep well?”

“When you finally let me sleep, yes.” I sat up, pulling the sheet around me.

He grinned. “You weren’t complaining last night.”

“No, I definitely wasn’t.” I returned his smile, then glanced at the clock. “We should get ready for work.”

“Take your time,” he said, dropping his towel as he walked to the closet. “I told Alfred to have the car ready in an hour.”

I tried not to stare at his naked form, but failed miserably. Alexander caught me looking and

smirked.

“Like what you see, Mrs. Carter?”

“You know I do,” I admitted, finally dragging myself out of bed. “But if you keep standing there like that, we’re going to be very late for work.”

He laughed, pulling on his boxers. “As tempting as that sounds, I have meetings all morning. Tonight, however…”

I headed to the bathroom, feeling his eyes on me the whole way. “Tonight, we’re going car shopping, remember?”

“After car shopping,” he called after me, “I have plans for you.”

The hot water felt heavenly on my sore muscles.

When I emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a plush towel, Alexander was already dressed in a charcoal gray suit that fit him perfectly.

said, adjusting his tie in the mirror. “I’ll meet you there

to his word, Alexander was seated at the dining table when I came down, scrolling through emails on his phone while sipping coffee. Chef had prepared a spread of fresh fruit, yogurt, pastries, and

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down his phone as I

navy pencil

finished breakfast, I outlined my plans for the Thompson project, and Alexander offered insights about the hotel. His advice was actually valuable, and I found myself

go?” he asked, checking his

I’ll

our workdays. When we pulled into the executive parking garage, Alexander squeezed my

“Knock ‘em dead, Liv.”

“You too, Alex.”

parted ways at the elevator, where I received a flurry of curious glances from coworkers as I made my way to my new office. The weight of my new title settled on my shoulders as I walked, the gleaming nameplate on my door

behind my desk when Dylan appeared at my door, tablet in hand, and a

morning, Mrs. Carter. I thought you might

the coffee gratefully. “You’re

consulted his tablet. “Your team will be here in fifteen minutes for the Thompson project kickoff. Conference room is prepped, and I’ve

coffee and almost

my own

access to the executive

he said with a mischievous smile. “Should I bring the Thompson files to the

please. And the market research I was

initial concepts

The pressure to succeed

my door. “Your team is assembled in Conference

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Mrs. Carter.”

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the hallway, my heart racing with nerves and anticipation. This was

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