The CEO's Contractual Wife (Olivia and Alexander) novel Chapter 259

Chapter 259

Olivia

“We really need to pack now,” I said eventually,

“Probably.” He pulled out slowly, setting me down on shaky legs Can you walk?”

“Barely.” But I was smiling. “Your fault.”

“Not apologizing. He grabbed the shampoo, squeezing some into his palm. “Turn around”

I let him wash my hair, his fingers massaging my scalp. It was surprisingly intimate, standing there while he took care of me.

We finished showering and dried off quickly, I wrapped a towel around myself and headed to the closet, surveying my wardrobe.

“What do people wear in the Caymans?” I called out.

Alexander appeared behind me, already dressed in jeans and a white button down. “Casual. Swimsuits. Sundresses.”

I pulled out several dresses, holding them up one by one. “Which ones?”

“All of them.” He leaned against the doorframe, watching me. “Especially that red one.”

“It’s pretty short.”

“I know.” His eyes darkened. “Pack it.”

I added it to the growing pile on the bed. Swimsuits, cover–ups, sandals, a few casual tops, and shorts.

“Don’t forget nice lingerie,” Alexander said casually.

I glanced at him. “For business meetings?”

“For me.” He grinned. “Consider it essential equipment.”

“Essential for what exactly?”

“Maintaining morale.” He crossed the room, pulling open my lingerie drawer. “This one.” He held up a black lace set. “And this.” A red silk piece I’d forgotten I owned.

“You’re very specific about this.”

“I have particular tastes.” He added both to my suitcase. “Pack that blue one too. The one with the straps.”

“You mean the one that’s basically just straps?”

“Exactly that one.”

I shook my head, laughing despite myself.

I pulled on underwear and a simple dress, something comfortable for traveling. Alexander watched the whole time, unabashed in his appreciation.

“Stop staring.” I said, though I didn’t really mean it.

“Can’t help it. You’re beautiful.”

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The compliment made me warm despite how casually be delivered it. I finished packing my clothes and added my laptops, chargers, and toiletries.

“Work laptop? Alexander raised an eyebrow

“I have reports to review. The Thompson project doesn’t stop just because we’re traveling

“Fair enough. He grabbed his own suitcase from the closet, packing with efficient movements. Suits, dress shirts, ties. Even on a tropical island, Alexander Carter came prepared for busines

“How many suits are you bringing?” I asked.

“Three. Plus casual clothes for the beach.”

“We’re only going for two days.”

“Better to have options.” He folded another shirt with precise creases. “Never know when an opportunity might present itself.”

I zipped my suitcase and set it by the door. “Ready when you are

“Chef’s preparing breakfast. We should eat before we leave.”

Downstairs, the dining room smelled like fresh coffee and bacon Chef had outdone himself; the table was laden with eggs. toast, fruit, and pastries.

“Good morning,” I said, taking a seat.

“Morning, Mrs. Carter.” Alfred poured coffee into my cup. “Everything is prepared for your trip. The car will be ready whenever you need it.”

“Thanks, Alfred.”

Alexander sat across from me, immediately reaching for his tablet. He scrolled through something, frowning slightly.

“Work?” I asked, biting into a piece of bacon.

“Contract revisions. Legal sent them last night.” He didn’t look up, still reading. “Just need to approve a few clauses.”

I pulled out my phone and checked my own emails.

“Dylan says the campaign metrics are exceeding projections,” I said, scrolling through his email.

“Good.” Alexander still didn’t look up from his tablet. “You’ve done excellent work on that account.”

“Team effort.”

“You led the team. Take credit where it’s due.”

I sent Dylan a quick response, then opened the next email.

“Everything on track?” Alexander asked, finally setting down his tablet.

“So far. No major issues despite the recent drama.”

“The articles?”

“Most of them disappeared. The team’s been professional about it.”

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“Good” He refilled his coffee. “Let me know if anyone gives you fouble

“I can handle it.”

“I know you can.” His eyes met mine. “Doesn’t mean you have to do it alone.”

The simple statement caught me off guard. I nodded, not trusting my voice.

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We finished breakfast in comfortable silence, both focused on our respective work. Alfred cleared the plates, and Alexander stood.

“Ready to go?”

“Let me grab my bag.” I hurried upstairs, double checking I had forgotten anything. Laptop, charger, phone, sunglasses. Everything packed.

The car was waiting when we came back down, our luggage already loaded. Alexander held the door for me, sliding in beside

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“How long is the flight?” I asked as we pulled away from thé estate.

“About five hours. We’ll land mid afternoon.”

I settled back against the leather seat, watching the city pass by through the tinted windows. The streets were already busy. morning commuters flooding the roads.

Alexander’s hand found mine, fingers threading through. “Nervous?”

“About what?”

“Flying. The trip. Being alone with me for two days.”

“Why would I be nervous about that?”

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