The CEO's Contractual Wife (Olivia and Alexander) novel Chapter 289

Chapter 289

Olivia

I woke to predawn light filtering through unfamiliar windows, disoriented until memory clicked into place. The Caymans. Our last day.

Alexander lay beside me, still deeply asleep. His face was softer in sleep, and the perpetual tension in his jaw finally eased. Hair fell across his forehead, and one arm was thrown over his head in careless abandon.

I propped myself on one elbow, studying him. Memorizing the slope of his nose, the way his chest rose and fell with each breath.

Back to Los Angeles. Back to board meetings, family dinners, and Victoria’s constant scheming. Back to playing our parts for Harold and the shareholders.

Here, none of that existed. Here, we were just Alexander and Olivia, two people who’d spent the past few days exploring an sland and each other.

My chest tightened at the thought of returning.

traced his jawline gently, my fingertip following the strong angle from ear to chin. His skin was warm, familiar now in ways I hadn’t expected.

His eyes fluttered open, still heavy with sleep. For a moment, he just looked at me, no words needed.

Then his arms came around me, pulling me close without a word. I buried my face in his neck, breathing in his scent.

We stayed like that as morning light strengthened outside, wrapped around each other in silence.

What time is it?” he finally murmured against my hair.

Early. Six, maybe.”

His arms tightened. “We should sleep more.”

‘Should we?”

Absolutely.” But neither of us closed our eyes.

After a while, I pulled back to look at him. “We have to pack.”

‘Later.”

The flight leaves at two.”

‘So we pack at one thirty” His hand traced lazy patterns on my spine. “Stay here with me.”

I wanted to. God, I wanted to freeze this moment, this morning, this entire trip. Keep us suspended in this bubble where complications didn’t exist.

But reality was waiting

“Come on, I said, extracting myself from his embrace. Let’s get moving

He groaned but released me, stretching his arms overhead. You’re no fun in the morning

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“You’re just lazy.”

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I padded to the bathroom, splashing cold water on my face. When I emerged, Alexander was pulling on shorts, his movements still sluggish with sleep.

We packed in comfortable silence. I folded dresses and swimsuits, tucking them into my suitcase alongside the ridiculous amount of lingerie he’d insisted on buying. Alexander packed with military precision, everything organized and efficient

“Breakfast?” I asked, zipping my suitcase closed.

‘Downstairs. There’s a place with outdoor seating overlooking the beach.”

“Perfect. Give me five minutes.”

I ducked into the bathroom, brushing my teeth and pulling my hair into a messy bun. When I emerged, Alexander was already by the door, both our suitcases lined up and ready.

The elevator ride down was quiet, both of us still waking up. The lobby bustled with early–morning activity: guests checking out, families heading to breakfast, business travelers rushing to catch flights.

We found the restaurant easily, following the smell of fresh coffee and bacon. The hostess seated us on the patio, right at the edge where we could see the ocean stretching endlessly before us.

‘Coffee?” the waitress asked, appearing with a pot.

‘God, yes,” I said, pushing my cup toward her.

Alexander ordered for both of us while I stared out at the water. The morning sun made it sparkle, little diamonds of light dancing on the surface.

‘You’re quiet,” he observed after the waitress left.

Just taking it in. Don’t want to forget this.”

His hand found mine across the table. “We’ll come back.”

‘Promise?”

‘Absolutely.”

Breakfast arrived quickly: eggs, bacon, fresh fruit, and toast. We ate slowly, neither of us in a rush despite the clock ticking toward our departure time.

“What time’s our flight?” I asked, spearing a piece of pineapple,

“Two. We’ve got a few hours.”

“Swim?”

He smiled. “I was hoping you’d say that.”

We finished eating and headed back upstairs to change. I pulled on the black bikini Alexander had picked out during our shopping spree.

“That’s the one,” he said appreciatively when I emerged from the bathroom.

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“Potter?” he asked when I could finally breathe again.

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Yeah, Better.”

We finished showering and dressed quickly. I threw on a sundress while Alexander pulled on jeans and a button down Our luggage waited by the door, packed and ready.

“One last look.” I said, walking to the balcony.

The ocean stretched before me, that impossible turquoise I’d never forget. Waves rolled onto white sand, and palm trees swayed in the breeze. Paradise in every direction.

We checked out quickly, and the staff was efficient and friendly. Our driver was waiting, the same man who’d picked us up two days ago.

‘Good trip?” he asked, loading our luggage.

The best,” I replied honestly.

The drive to the airport felt too short. I watched the island pass by through the window, trying to memorize every detail. Colorful houses, tropical flowers, and that glimpse of the ocean between buildings.

At the airport, we breezed through security and made our way to the private terminal. The jet waited on the tarmac, sleek and ready.

Last chance to stay,” Alexander said as we climbed the stairs.

Don’t tempt me.”

Inside, the cabin’s familiar luxury greeted us. Leather seats, polished wood, that smell of expensive everything.

We settled in as the plane taxied to the runway. Within minutes, we were airborne, the island shrinking below us until it disappeared entirely.

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