The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 166

Chapter 166

Olivia

Alexander was in pajama bottoms, his chest bare. I tried not to stare at the defined muscles of his torso as he moved around the room.

“So,” he said, running a hand through his hair, “I’ve been meaning to tell you something.”

“Hmm?” I was busy collecting my dress from the floor and hanging it up properly.

“I need to go to Europe next week. London, Paris, and Milan. Meetings with international investors and a potential acquisition.”

I turned to face him, my interest piqued. “Oh? For how long?”

“Ten days,” he said, sitting on the edge of the bed. “And I want you to come with me.”

“Me?” I asked, surprised by the invitation. “Won’t you be working most of the time?”

Alexander nodded. “During the days, yes. But evenings would be ours.”

The prospect of exploring European cities with Alexander was undeniably appealing. “What about my work? The Thompson account just launched.”

“Already cleared it with Michelle. You can work remotely when needed, but mostly it would be time for us. You deserve a break.”

I walked over to the bed and sat beside him. “Ten days in Europe does sound amazing.”

“So that’s a yes?” His eyes held a hopeful gleam that made my heart do a little flip.

“Let’s go to

arrangements.” He leaned over and pressed a kiss to

food again,” I teased. “You’re really selling me

real Italian pasta. It will ruin you

laughed and flopped back on the bed. “Sounds dangerous. I might never

said, lying down beside me. “I’d have to

home.”

turned to face him. “You’d miss

would

arm playfully. “Ever

caught my hand and brought it to his lips, his eyes suddenly serious. “I would miss you,

me off guard. “I’d miss you too,” I admitted,

for a moment, the confession

Europe. Any specific

in Paris, definitely. And I’ve always wanted to see

been to these cities dozens of times for

to Paris multiple times and never visited

it from a distance. Never

at him in disbelief. “That’s criminal. It’s like going to New York and not seeing

never

How is that

office buildings. Not a lot of time for sightseeing

sad. All work and no play makes Alexander a

asked, one eyebrow raised in

Absolutely. The most

pinning me to the bed with a playful

“Never. It’s the truth. You probably

his grip on my wrists tightening just enough to send a thrill

really? Name three vacation activities that

Hiking in New Zealand. Skiing in the

I challenged, raising an

“I have photographic evidence.”

“Show me then.”

me and reached for his phone on the nightstand. He scrolled through his gallery before holding up a photo of himself in scuba gear, the

behind him.

you were there for a business

my suspicion, and I burst

woman in

eyes darkened at my words. “Is that what

I wrong?” I

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