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?”

working small circles into the knots that had formed overnight. “Of course. Dinner, then. I’ll make reservations

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

my shoulders down my arms, one arm circling my waist while the other brushed my hair

about last night?” he murmured

to,” I admitted, my voice huskier than intended. “It was

eyes dark with something that made my pulse quicken. “Which part? The note or

checks warming at the memory of how we’d channeled our tension when

gaze dropping to my mouth. “I

kiss that started gentle but quickly intensified. My coffee forgotten, I wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing closer as his

was breathless when he finally pulled away, his forehead

don’t stop now,” he said, his voice rough, “we’ll be very late

so terrible?” I asked, running my fingers through his

groaned. “Don’t tempt me. I have a board meeting in forty

I sighed dramatically, stepping

chuckled, pressing one more quick kiss to my lips. “Tonight.

the previous night, I felt strangely at peace. Whatever that note meant, whatever threats might be

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

in,” I called, straightening

powerful CEO in his tailored suit, though his

asked, closing the door behind

thirty seconds,” I teased, setting aside

could smell his cologne. “Security turned up nothing useful from the

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

definitely a woman. Height and build consistent with Victoria, but we can’t confirm

number one suspect remains my number

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