The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 188

Olivia

I woke to sunlight streaming through the windows and the smell of coffee. Alexander’s side of the bed was empty but still warm. I stretched, feeling the lingering stiffness in my muscles from the tension of the previous night.

After a quick shower, I wrapped myself in a plush robe and ventured downstairs in search of coffee. I found Alexander in the kitchen, dressed in suit pants and a crisp white shirt, his laptop open on the counter.

“Morning,” I said, making a beeline for the coffee pot.

He looked up, his eyes softening at the sight of me. “How’d you sleep?”

“Better than expected.” I poured myself a generous cup and added cream. “Any news about our mystery leaver?”

Alexander shook his head. “Nothing concrete yet. The partial plate number narrows it down, but we need more to pinpoint exactly who it was.”

“And the fingerprints?”

“Being processed. If there are any clear ones, we’ll know by this afternoon.”

I nodded, leaning against the counter as I sipped my coffee. “So what’s the plan for today?”

“Business as usual,” Alexander replied, closing his laptop. “I’ve got meetings until two, then a conference call with London. You?”

“I’m busy too, just office stuff. Thompson project, team meetings,” I replied. “Marketing doesn’t run itself, you know.”

Alexander nodded, setting his mug down. “Alright. Should be a standard day. Want to grab lunch later?”

“Can’t.” I shook my head, picking up my own coffee. “I promised Nova I’d review her copy for the new campaign. Rain check?”

small circles into the knots that had formed overnight. “Of

touch, my eyes drifting closed. “Mmm, that feels good. And

one arm circling my waist while the other brushed my hair aside. His lips found the sensitive spot just

about last night?” he murmured against

my voice huskier

something that made my pulse quicken. “Which part? The note or what

checks warming at the memory of

to my mouth.

lips in a kiss that started gentle but quickly intensified. My coffee forgotten, I wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing closer as his tongue swept into my mouth. His hands

breathless when he finally pulled

he said, his

that be so terrible?” I asked, running my fingers

“Don’t tempt me. I have a

dramatically, stepping back. “Responsible adults,

kiss

across the kitchen. Despite the unsettling events of the previous night, I felt strangely at peace. Whatever that

at presentation slides, and my hand cramped from taking notes. I was just considering a coffee break when a knock

I called, straightening

his tailored suit, though his expression softened

a minute?” he asked, closing

I teased, setting aside my

desk and perched on the edge, close enough that I could smell his cologne. “Security turned up nothing useful from the note. No clear fingerprints, and the partial plate

we have nothing,” I said, disappointment settling in my

The security footage shows it was definitely a woman. Height and build consistent with Victoria, but we

number one suspect remains

mine on the desk. “Let’s put this behind us for now. If it happens again, we’ll have more to