Olivia
I watched him walk back to the elevator before letting myself into my apartment. As I closed the door behind me, I caught myself smiling like an i***t. Tonight had been unexpected in many ways, not least in how much I'd enjoyed Alexander's company.
This was dangerous territory. Our arrangement was supposed to be practical and businesslike. But the way he'd looked at me on that private deck, the way he'd held me while we danced... it felt like something more.
I reminded myself sternly that Alexander Carter was a businessman first and foremost. This marriage was a transaction for him, a means to secure his inheritance. Whatever charm or kindness he showed was simply part of making our arrangement believable.
Still, as I carefully hung up the blue dress and prepared for bed, I coul
