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Chapter 180

Author: Gregory Ellington
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Olivia

The bell dinged as we entered. Inside, fluorescent lights buzzed over checkerboard floors and red vinyl booths. A tired-looking waitress named Dottie, according to her name tag, barely looked up from wiping down the counter.

"Sit anywhere," she called out.

I led Alexander to a booth by the window, sliding onto the vinyl seat. He sat across from me, looking so out of place in his perfect suit that I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing.

"What?" he asked, noticing my expression.

"Nothing. You just look like you're afraid to touch anything."

"I'm being cautious," he countered, picking up a laminated menu with two fingers.

Dottie shuffled over, order pad in hand. "What can I get ya?"

"Double cheeseburger with bacon, extra pickles, fries, and a chocolate shake," I said without hesitation.

Alexander raised an eyebrow. "I'll have the same."

When Dottie left, he leaned forward. "How did you decide so quickly?"

"There's only one rule at a place like this: order the thing t
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  • The CEO's Contractual Wife   Chapter 182

    OliviaHis fingers traced the lace, teasing but never quite touching where I needed him most. I squirmed beneath him, desperate for more contact. "Please," I whispered. "Touch me." "Where?" His fingers continued their maddening journey along the edge of my thong. "Here?" He brushed across my hip bone. "Or maybe here?" His hand moved to my inner thigh. "You know where," I groaned in frustration. "I want to hear you say it," he demanded, his voice commanding but playful. I looked directly into his eyes. "Touch my pussy, Alex. Please." His eyes flashed with approval. "Good girl." Finally, his hand slipped beneath the lace, finding me already wet and ready for him. He groaned at the discovery, his fingers sliding through my folds with expert precision. "So fucking wet," he murmured, circling my clit with his thumb. "Is this all for me?" "Yes," I gasped as he applied more pressure. "Only you." Alexander's fingers explored me thoroughly, dipping inside me before returning to that

  • The CEO's Contractual Wife   Chapter 181

    OliviaAfter we finished our meal, Alexander insisted on leaving a tip that probably exceeded Dottie's weekly salary. Back in his car, I felt pleasantly full and oddly content. "Admit it," I said as we pulled back onto the road. "That was better than any five-star restaurant dessert." "It had its charms." His hand found mine on the console between us. "Especially the company." "Smooth talker." "Just honest." He gave my hand a gentle squeeze. "I like seeing different sides of you, Olivia." "Even when I'm stealing your fries?" "Especially then." We drove through the quiet streets of Los Angeles, the city transformed in the small hours of the morning. There was something magical about being awake while the world slept, like we were sharing a secret. "Can I ask you something personal?" I ventured as we turned onto the coast road. "Of course." "Before everything... us... what did you really want in life?" Alexander was quiet for a moment, thinking. "Success, I suppose. To prove

  • The CEO's Contractual Wife   Chapter 180

    OliviaThe bell dinged as we entered. Inside, fluorescent lights buzzed over checkerboard floors and red vinyl booths. A tired-looking waitress named Dottie, according to her name tag, barely looked up from wiping down the counter. "Sit anywhere," she called out. I led Alexander to a booth by the window, sliding onto the vinyl seat. He sat across from me, looking so out of place in his perfect suit that I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing. "What?" he asked, noticing my expression. "Nothing. You just look like you're afraid to touch anything." "I'm being cautious," he countered, picking up a laminated menu with two fingers. Dottie shuffled over, order pad in hand. "What can I get ya?" "Double cheeseburger with bacon, extra pickles, fries, and a chocolate shake," I said without hesitation. Alexander raised an eyebrow. "I'll have the same." When Dottie left, he leaned forward. "How did you decide so quickly?" "There's only one rule at a place like this: order the thing t

  • The CEO's Contractual Wife   Chapter 179

    OliviaHis hand slid up to cup my breast through my blouse, thumb circling my nipple until it hardened beneath the fabric. I arched into his touch, my body responding to him with embarrassing eagerness. His mouth trailed a burning path of kisses along my collarbone, his lips lingering at the sensitive hollow of my throat where my pulse hammered wildly. "Do you know what I want to do to you right now?" he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. "Show me," I challenged, surprising myself with my boldness. The corner of his mouth quirked up in that devastating half-smile that made my insides melt. "Not here. Not when I want to take my time with you." His cock pressed hard against me as he pulled me close for another searing kiss. I rolled my hips against him, drawing a groan from deep in his throat. "Keep that up, and I'll forget my good intentions," he warned. "Maybe that's what I want," I teased, biting his lower lip gently. "Careful what you wish for," he growled, pressing m

  • The CEO's Contractual Wife   Chapter 178

    OliviaThe 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 someo

  • The CEO's Contractual Wife   Chapter 177

    OliviaI stifled a yawn, staring at my computer screen while stretching my arms above my head. My back cracked in three distinct places as I twisted side to side. After hours of tweaking, our concept boards were polished to perfection. "And we're officially finished," I announced, saving the file one last time. Dylan pumped his fist in the air. "Thank god. I was starting to forget what sunlight looks like." Ava closed her laptop with a dramatic thud. "If I had to adjust that logo placement one more time, I might have thrown myself out the window." "Top floor," Marcus reminded her, gathering his sketches. "You'd definitely die. And then who would make our presentations look pretty?" "Someone less talented and twice as expensive," Ava replied, flashing a tired grin. I checked the time on my phone, 9:37 PM. We'd been at it for nearly fourteen hours straight. The team began gathering their belongings, moving with the slow, dazed movements of people who'd been staring at screens for

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