Semua Bab The CEO's Accidental Contracted Love: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Walter's Point of ViewThe fingers of my left hand tapped the desk one by one, like horses itching to sprint from the starting line, while my eyes stayed glued to the closed door. A slow grin stretched across my face the moment Samantha walked in.Her smooth, sun-kissed skin seemed to glow, perfectly complementing the crisp white blouse she wore. Her round brown eyes, so expressive that it always betrayed her emotions. Her nose was delicately sculpted, fitting perfectly with those small lips. Her hair, long with soft curls at the ends, usually rested on her shoulders like gentle waves. She wasn’t particularly tall; when she stood beside me, her chin barely reached my shoulder. She looked exhausted—devastatingly stressed—but even then, her beauty didn’t dim.“One hour late,” I said without looking away.She shot me a glance but walked straight to her desk.“I took my father to the hospital,” she replied as she set her bag down. Her voice lacked life. “Sorry. No one else could go with h

Walter's Point of ViewMy breath caught in my throat when Sid barged into the office without warning. One look at his face and it was obvious—he was stunned by what he just saw.I immediately stepped away from Samantha. Without looking back, I said, “Leave us.”She left with the folder I’d given her, bowing her head slightly as she passed Sid to show respect. Sid flashed her a quick smile.When his gaze flicked to me, his brows shot up suggestively. I closed my eyes and shook my head before walking to my desk.“I’m guessing she’s the fake girlfriend,” he said, following me with that unmistakable teasing tone. “In fairness, you’ve got great taste. She’s definitely a girlfriend material.”“She’s not,” I said firmly, turning to face him.His lips pushed forward in a dramatic pout as he held back laughter.“She’s not,” he mocked, copying my tone and then burst out laughing. “She’s not, and yet you were kissing her.”I shot him a glare. “I wasn’t kissing her, idiot. I was preparing her for

Walter's Point of ViewFocus has suddenly become a foreign word in my vocabulary after what Samantha did earlier. Hours have passed, yet my head is still spinning from the way our bodies nearly fused when she wrapped her hands around the back of my neck. Her gaze was magnetic—pulling me closer, making it impossible to look away.“Sir?”I snapped back to reality when Samantha tapped my shoulder. We were inside the car, sitting side by side in the backseat behind the driver.“What?” I replied, annoyed, smoothing the front of my polo with my palm as my eyes stayed on hers.“We're here,” she said, her tone serious. “The driver has been calling you for a while, but you didn’t respond. You were just . . . zoning out.”I glanced at her briefly before opening the car door. “I didn’t ask for an explanation.”I stepped out and looked up at the building in front of me. Almost four in the afternoon, yet the sun still burned my skin like it was noon.“Why are we here, Sir?” Samantha asked. Her voi

Walter's Point of ViewTwo days ago, Conrad had an outburst in my office. He didn’t say it directly, but he made it obvious he wanted me to feel like some egomaniac who takes pride in making terrible decisions.Maybe he was right for calling me out. Or maybe not. The truth is, I don’t care. My attention needs to be on the wedding anniversary celebration happening in two days. Even after all of the preparation, I still have shaking knees. Who wouldn’t be? Samantha already knows we only have a few days left to prepare, yet she still skipped work yesterday. It made me rethink my decision about having her as my fake girlfriend. If there was someone else willing, I wouldn’t ask her.It was an emergency absence. The reason? Of course—her family. I stayed in my office, staring at the digital invitation card Wesley sent me. A few moments later, the door opened. I thought it was Conrad again, especially because I still hadn’t taken any action regarding the terminated deal with Hacienda Oledan.

Samantha's Point of ViewI couldn’t sleep properly. I’d doze off for a few minutes, then wake up again. It was probably almost eleven, and I should’ve been fast asleep by now so I wouldn’t look exhausted and wrecked tomorrow. But how was I supposed to sleep when Walter clearly had no plans of letting me?God help me. His snoring was atrocious. Even though he was literally on the opposite end of the bed, I could still hear him loud and clear.I think I’ve already tried everything. I covered my ears with my hands, buried my face into the mattress and covered it with a pillow, even pulling the blanket over my head. Maybe I really was cursed today, because I forgot to bring my earphones, the one thing that could’ve saved me from Walter’s monstrous snoring.The bed kept pulling me down, but I forced myself to sit up. I moved to the edge of the soft mattress and glanced at Walter. The room was dim, but I could see his face perfectly. We argued earlier about whether or not to turn off all t