The Devil CEO's Contract Wife novel Chapter 262

Chapter 262: Nostalgia Like A Train Wreck

"You did this, didn’t you?" I asked after Julian left.

"He requested it." Ares placed his hand at the small of my back and led me towards the entrance of the building.

"And you approved it. You could have easily said no."

"I know how much you were fond of him." His eyes met mine. "You see your grandfather in him."

"As a matter of fact, I do. I never realized you were that observant."

"I’m always observant, especially when it comes to you."

Heat rushed to my cheek. "I know."

When we stepped through the revolving doors, into the spacious lobby, nostalgia hit me so hard it felt like I would lose my footing. The weight of Esme and Ares’ hand supporting my back gave me balance.

Ares stepped into my line of vision, and I blinked.

"What?"

"You froze all of a sudden," he said as worry drowned his eyes.

"I-I did?"

"Just like in the car. Is everything okay, baby?"

"Y-Yes, why wouldn’t it be?" I asked nervously.

Ares checked his Rolex. Another memory lane hit me. God, I can’t believe this was the same cold-stone devil who treated time better than a human being. The infamous devil CEO and, more strikingly, a mafia lord. That last bit crept through my brain, further reminding me just who Ares King was.

"We can book a hotel."

His words snapped me out of it. "Why?"

"You don’t look..." he paused as if irritated by the idea. "Comfortable."

I gulped. I don’t even know how I feel. There were a lot of things hitting me all at once, and I couldn’t recognize them all.

I walked, and Ares’ eyes followed me.

"Welcome, Mrs. King."

I was greeted by the receptionist at the desk; they were all standing in a perfect pose, as well as the security personnel.

I stopped at the elevator, punching the number just as I remembered, but it didn’t work.

"Your birthday. Six times."

I stiffened when Ares spoke behind me.

I smiled, pressing the digits, and the elevator unlocked. I walked in, and Ares followed suit. When the doors shut, I spoke.

"I’m not uncomfortable. I just don’t know how to..." I sighed. "The last time I was here, I was in a contract with you, and it was mandatory to stay. It was business, and it was an act. A benefit for both parties."

"It’s not any of that anymore."

"I know..." I murmured, yet I can’t erase that those things never happened because they did, and that was the foundation of what we are today.

When the elevator dinged, the doors slid open, and I stepped into the foyer. My heels echoed as they made contact with the floor.

I entered the living room, and the luxury almost blinded my eyes. Seems like he made upgrades.

"It’s still bland," I voiced. "There’s no warmth."

"You’re welcome to change anything."

I turned to him. "Are you sure...?"

Esme’s room? That was where my room was.

Fairy lights dressed the floor-to-ceiling windows, making it magical.

I’m not as surprised. If there was anyone who knew how to plan things three steps ahead, it was Ares King. He must have done all this the instant he found out I had Esme.

"Like it?" I walked back to him. "She’ll love it."

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