The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 201

Chapter 201

Olivia

I finished my lunch leisurely before heading back toward the hotel. The afternoon passed quickly as I worked on some campaign materials in the suite’s office, video chatting with Ava about design elements.

At precisely three o’clock, my phone rang.

“I’m downstairs,” Alexander said when I answered. “Ready?”

“Give me five minutes.”

I grabbed my jacket and purse, checking my reflection one last time before heading down. Alexander waited in the lobby, his tie loosened and jacket slung over one arm. He looked tired, but his face lit up when he saw

“Hey,” he said, pulling me in for a quick kiss. “Miss me?”

“Desperately. I’ve been counting the seconds.”

“Liar.” But he smiled, keeping his arm around my waist as we headed outside, where Geoffrey waited with the

car.

Tower Bridge was even more impressive up close. The Victorian Gothic towers loomed overhead, and intricate stonework and gleaming walkways connected them high above the Thames.

“Ready?” Alexander asked as we entered the tower.

“No. But let’s do it anyway.”

The glass floor walkway was everything I’d feared and more. Standing 138 feet above the river with nothing but transparent panels between me and the water below made my stomach drop to my feet.

“Oh god,” I breathed, frozen at the entrance.

Alexander’s hand found mine, warm and steady. “I’ve got you. We’ll go slow.”

We inched onto the glass together, my fingers digging into his palm. Below us, boats glided past on the Thames, and people and cars crossed the lower bridge.

“Don’t look down,” I gasped.

“Kind of defeats the purpose,” Alexander pointed out, amused.

you

“No, you don’t.”

his hand anchoring mine, made the terrifying experience

it to the middle of the walkway,

I whispered.

“But amazing, right?”

“Terrifyingly amazing.”

walkway, Alexander patient as I gradually relaxed enough to actually enjoy the

once

close, pressing a kiss to

me from the

the rest of the afternoon exploring the South Bank, walking along the river as the sun began its descent. Street performers entertained crowds, the London Eye rotating

as we passed

“Yes.”

a vendor and found a bench overlooking the river. The food was simple but delicious, eaten with our fingers

I said, licking sauce from my

me with an intensity that made heat pool

and pink, the city lights beginning to twinkle. People flowed around us, couples and families and groups of friends, everyone enjoying the beautiful

said eventually. “I made

“Fancy?”

You’ll need

and put on the little black dress I’d packed specifically for fancy dinners. It hugged

obscene.

emerged from the bathroom in a fresh suit, his hair still

Liv. You’re trying to

to look presentable

hands settling

gentle but quickly turned hungry. His hands

going to be late,” I

“Worth it.”

me, straightening his tie in the mirror. “Later. I’m

a restaurant with a Michelin star and a waiting list that apparently didn’t apply to Alexander Carter. The food

I said after the fourth course, some

“Wait until dessert.”

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