All Chapters of The Billionaire Playboy's Contract Wife : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

||||||I had no idea how long I had passed out for but when I finally came to, it was pretty dark. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, my clearing vision picking up the many tiny candles lit here and there, on most of the spaces available on the surfaces. "Xandy?" I called out. I received no response. I looked around for my phone and panicked for a moment when I could not find it. But then I realized that the asshole I was fake-married to had pocketed it. I sighed and got off the bed, putting on the comfy slippers and padding to the bathroom - the absolutely outrageous one meant for couples with a full glass view of the shower and the tub. Thank heavens they did not think that the toilet needed to be on display. I found the remote to blind the glass and locked the door for good measure before slipping out of my tank top, cotton shorts and underwear. I would have loved to soak in the tub for at least an hour but I decided that some high pressure overhead spray was what my head needed t

|||||"Xandy, wake up!"I groaned, pushing my hands out blindly to get a hold of my wife, so that I could have her under me and myself inside in no time.But she just kept smacking away my attempts while simultaneously trying to pull me off the bed."Come on, wake up!" River's voice was laced with excitement and something that sounded suspiciously like mischief.I finally made an effort to open my eyes, squinting at her in the bright light of our suite. It looked like the missus had turned on every single light in the room, including the colored ones meant for entirely different purposes.I smirked at her. "Wanna start the party early, baby?"I was exhausted after our last night thorough fucking, but even if my body ached with need for rest, my cock was always ready for my sexy bride."Get your head off the gutter and get the hell up. We need to get going." "What's the plan, Mrs. King?" I asked, finally letting her pull me into a standing position, swaying from sleep. She was dresse

|||||“I am starving! Let's get going!” I exclaimed as I stepped out into the poolside, stretching myself. River was on one of the loungers, typing away on her phone. She wore a simple teal sun dress with floral patterns and the frown on her face did not match with her look at all. “Are you working on our honeymoon?” I asked as I sauntered over to her, sitting right next to her, our knees bumping. “I am surprised workaholic Xander King has not checked his mails once since we got on that plane.” She murmured. I peered at what she was doing. I raised a brow. “Why are you cramming meetings into the week after we get back? Do you want to undo all the de-stressing that I did here?" I asked as I frowned at the endless back-to-back meetings that she filled my next two weeks with. "My job as your PA is to make sure that your work does not get affected in any way due to your personal engagements." She said mechanically, swiping to the mail app to go through whatever updates the departm

|||||I could get used to this. Incredible sex. Wonderful and stimulating conversation. And a fucking splendid view when I wake up. I had to give it to myself - I could not have chosen a better person to be my wife. Contract wife, yes. But if everything goes well, then I was willing to maybe extend the duration of the contract. As I watched her beautiful chest rise and fall, her features relaxed, sleeping a dreamless sleep, a little voice in me suggested that maybe I should tell her about the hidden clause in our contract - the hidden clause for my inheritance. A child. But I could not do that. I was at war with myself. Because if I revealed it to her and then she disagreed with having a baby with me, then everything would go downhill.I knew what I was doing was not right. And that I was more or less trapping her if I went and switched her birth control.But what she won't know wouldn't hurt her. Besides, I would give her the kind of life that no one else could ever give h

||||"Can you please stop working?" I looked over at Xander, who was staring at me with all things dirty in his mind. I ignored him. I planned to ignore him the whole flight. And when we get back—sure, when we are back in the office, I won't be able to do that since I'm his PA at work. But at home, he was getting the silent treatment from me."Baby, you're being a little overdramatic right now," he said in his most saccharine voice ever.It was sweet enough that the air hostess, who frequently worked with his jet during his business trips, looked over at him as if he had grown two heads. I could not blame her. This new Xander was like a museum exhibit. Everyone was curious what was going on with him. Well, most people thought that I was what was going on with him. It was only I who knew what was actually happening.Xander looked over at the hostess and shrugged."Do you think asking your wife to... put on a dress of your choice is such a bad thing?""You don't need to answer that," I