All Chapters of The CEO’s Contract Mommy: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Three hundred thousand dollars, Ms. Mercer. Or your father’s medical facility pulls the plug by midnight."The words hit me like physical blows, freezing the blood in my veins. I gripped the sharp edge of Alexander Sterling’s mahogany desk so hard my knuckles turned ghostly white. Across from me sat the most ruthless, untouchable CEO in New York—and my boss.He didn’t even look up from his tablet. To him, destroying my family was just another line item on a busy Tuesday morning. He adjusted his pristine cuffs, the expensive diamond of his custom Rolex catching the harsh fluorescent office light. The air in the executive suite felt suddenly thin, sucked out by his chilling indifference.I swallowed the bitter lump of panic choking my throat, forcing my voice to remain steady despite the terror clawing at my chest. "Mr. Sterling, you know the embezzlement charges against my father were fabricated by his business partner. Give me one more week. I’m working around the clock to track down

The deafening crunch of crumpling metal echoed inside the elevator shaft, vibrating right through the soles of my shoes. Lily let out a pierced, terrified shriek, burying her face into the crook of my neck. I squeezed her so tightly my arms trembled, pulling Max into my side with my free arm.Above us, the steel ceiling panel buckled downward with a sickening screech. Dust and metal shavings rained over our heads.Alexander was already moving. In one fluid, practiced motion, he cleared the space between us, shielding all three of us with his massive frame. His left hand smashed against the emergency stop override on the wall panel, while his right hand held a matte-black firearm leveled straight up at the sagging ceiling hatch. The crimson emergency lights illuminated the cold, deadly focus in his ice-blue eyes."Don't make a sound," Alexander growled, his voice dropping into a dangerous, gravelly whisper.For three agonized seconds, nobody breathed. The air in the shaft felt heavy, t

The sound of shattering glass tore through the heavy silence of the master suite like a gunshot.Before my brain could even process the danger, Alexander’s hand clamped hard around my arm, yanking me violently out of the path of the windows. In a single fluid motion, he shoved me down behind the heavy mahogany dresser, his body instantly arching over mine to form a protective human shield."Stay down," he hissed, his voice dropping into a lethal, low register.The room was pitch black except for the dying, glowing embers of the fireplace. My heart hammered wildly against my ribs, each beat echoing in my ears like thunder. I could feel the hard, solid muscles of Alexander’s chest pressed against mine, his breathing controlled and razor-sharp as he reached beneath his tailored vest to grip his firearm.Clack.The metallic sound of a safety click echoed sharply in the quiet room.Heavy, silent footsteps padded across the hardwood floor near the balcony doors. Someone was inside the room.

The heavy glass doors of the Sterling Enterprises atrium slid shut behind us, cutting off the deafening roar of shouting reporters and the blinding storm of camera flashes.Inside the marble sanctuary of the lobby, the air was cool, quiet, and thick with tension.My lips were still burning from Alexander’s kiss. My heart thundered against my ribs like a trapped bird, every nerve ending in my body firing off warning signals. It had been meant for the cameras—a cold, calculated stunt to silence the media and rewrite the narrative. But the sheer, possessive intensity of his touch, the way his long fingers had cradled the back of my neck, and the raw heat that had surged between us was dangerously, terrifyingly real.I forced myself to smooth down the front of my cream-colored silk dress, stepping an inch back from his broad frame. "That was... quite the show, Mr. Sterling."Alexander adjusted his dark blue silk tie, his posture shifting seamlessly back into that of an untouchable billion

The fitting room descended into a silent, suffocating freeze.The master tailor and his assistants backed out of the space in hushed terror, slipping through the side doors as if the air itself had turned into poison. I stood frozen on the velvet podium, clad in the midnight-blue silk gown that now felt less like armor and more like a silk shroud.His first secret marriage in Zurich.His first wife is still legally alive.You are his mistress.The words hammered against my brain with merciless precision. I turned slowly on my heels to face Alexander. The ten-carat diamond on my finger suddenly felt like a scalding iron branding my skin.Alexander didn't flinch. He didn't blink. But the muscle in his jaw twitched so violently that a vein pulsed along his throat. His ice-blue eyes turned into absolute zero, locking onto Chief Marcus with a gaze that could wither steel."Say that again," Alexander commanded, his voice dropping into a register so low it vibrated through the floorboards un