The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 178

Chapter 178

Olivia

The building turned out to be an exclusive restaurant. A host greeted Alexander by name and led us through a dimly lit interior to a private terrace. A single table waited, surrounded by twinkling fairy lights and potted olive trees.

“Mr. Carter, your table is ready as requested.”

“Thank you, Miguel.” Alexander pulled out my chair.

As I sat, the full impact of the view hit me. The entire city of Los Angeles lay before us, a sea of lights stretching to the horizon.

“Alexander, this is…” I trailed off, searching for the right word.

“Too much?” He settled across from me, his features softened in the candlelight.

“Breathtaking,” I finished. “How did you even find this place?”

“My grandfather brought me here when I turned eighteen. It was his way of showing me what could be mine someday.” He gazed out at the view, something wistful in his expression. “The restaurant has changed hands several times, but I keep a standing reservation.”

“Just in case you need to impress someone?” I teased.

his eyes intense. “Just in case I find someone worth bringing

caught in my throat. Before I could respond, a waiter appeared

placing them on the table with practiced elegance. “He hopes you’ll enjoy the

exquisite, tiny bubbles dancing across my tongue. “This is

Pérignon Rosé. One of my favorites.” Alexander’s

Alexander. Marketing executives on my salary didn’t

I said, setting my glass down, “do you bring all your dates to

“What makes you think I bring dates

private table. The way the host knew exactly what you wanted without asking. The fact that we’re literally above the clouds looking down at Los Angeles like gods on Olympus.” I gestured to the view. “This screams ‘Alexander Carter impresses beautiful women here

have the

“We have a song?”

His eyes sparkled with mischief. “But I’m

of foam that looked like it belonged in a modern art museum. The flavor was incredible, briny and sweet and buttery all at

god,” I moaned after the first bite. “I might need a moment alone with this

Alexander teased, his eyes darkening slightly at

miss my food

shot up. “Now that

briefly to explain each creation; terms like “yuzu emulsion” and “truffle soil” floated past my comprehension as I focused

the stem of my wine glass,

as if

not. This is…” I gestured at the

dessert, Alexander suggested we explore

even better viewpoint,” he said, offering his hand

jacket and draped

“Better?” he asked.

like him, expensive cologne with underlying

lights embedded in the ground. His hand rested at

“Oh wow,” I breathed.

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