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.

back at me, his eyes intense. “Just in case I find someone worth

my throat. Before I could respond, a waiter appeared with

said, placing them on the table with

exquisite, tiny bubbles dancing

Rosé. One of my favorites.” Alexander’s eyes never left mine

tasted anything so delicious if I hadn’t met Alexander. Marketing executives on my salary didn’t exactly splurge

setting my glass down, “do you bring

makes you think I bring

knew exactly what you wanted without asking. The fact that we’re literally above the clouds looking down at Los Angeles like

plan. Next, I’ll have the violinist appear and play

“We have a song?”

His eyes sparkled with mischief. “But

first course arrived: delicate scallops with some kind of foam that looked like it belonged in a modern art museum. The

moaned after the first bite. “I might need a moment alone

turn around?” Alexander teased, his eyes darkening

miss my food orgasm

eyebrows shot up. “Now

several more exquisite courses, each paired with a different wine. The chef appeared briefly to explain each creation; terms like “yuzu emulsion” and “truffle soil” floated

wine glass, “most people just go

like pizza instead?” His tone was serious, as if he’d

not. This is…” I gestured at the empty plates before us,

dessert, Alexander suggested we explore the

leads to an even better viewpoint,” he said, offering his hand

and draped it over my shoulders. The warmth of his body

“Better?” he asked.

him, expensive cologne with underlying notes of

path illuminated by small lights embedded in the ground. His hand rested at the small of my back, guiding me around corners until we

“Oh wow,” I breathed.

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