THE CEO'S FAKE WIFE

What Happened Last Night?

The next morning.

Beatrice opened her eyes slowly as the sun shone through the curtains. She blinked several times, adjusting to the light. She turned to her side and found Luke still snoring softly, then her consciousness was hit hard in an instant.

She hurriedly peeked under her blanket and went limp in an instant when she saw her body and Luke's completely naked. "Oh my God what have I done?" she said, covering her mouth with her hand. She raised Luke's hand which had a stain under it but she couldn't see that stain clearly, and she was at a loss for words when she saw the bloodstain there. Has she really lost her virginity?

Frantically she got out of bed and rushed to the bathroom. Maybe soaking herself in the warm water could trigger her memory of what happened last night. After filling the bathtub with lavender essential oil and warm water, she got into it. She started to trace everything they did last night, he remembered Luke taking her to a restaurant that served delicious western food as well as good homemade Genever.

Then everything became so clear, she remembered that she and Luke had finished nearly two bottles of Genever and were very drunk.

She shook her head sheepishly as she remembered how they had made love so passionately last night. How could that silly thing happen? How could she face Luke after that?

Everything was answered when she came out of the bathroom with a towel on her head. She saw Luke sitting in a chair by the window smoking a cigarette. It might sound childish but she really hoped Luke wouldn't remember anything about what happened last night.

"Good morning," she said, trying not to sound stiff. She was standing in front of an oval mirror with a beautiful Ornate Golden frame drying her long hair. Either way, she wasn't going to look Luke in the eye, or maybe she should just drop the ridiculous deal so she wouldn't have to endure the embarrassment any longer?

"After Amsterdam, where do you plan to go?" asked Luke, his hands busy putting out the cigarette on the ashtray and closing the window because of the cold air that was pouring in.

"Belgium," she answered lightly, very opposite to her heart which was pounding wildly for no apparent reason.

"Okay," Luke said casually.

She turned to him in confusion, "Okay? What do you mean okay? You're not coming with me right?" she asked curiously.

Luke looked up and their eyes met. She quickly shifted her gaze to her make-up pouch and busied herself with her skincare routine, her hands shaking violently.

"We're going together, you forgot we have an appointment to take care of? What's wrong with you? Are you sick?" Luke asked looking at Beatrice's shaking hands.

For a moment she wanted to pretend she was fine and nothing was bothering her, but she knew she couldn't hide from reality forever.

She turned around, looking nervously at him.

"Do you remember what happened last night?"

Luke's expression changed, he looked just as nervous as she was.

"Yeah, so you remember?"

"What? Of course, I just lost my virginity! How could I forget!" she shouted irritably.

Luke was silent for a moment, "I know, but I didn't force you last night, and we were both very drunk, and I think we both wanted that to happen," he said, not knowing what to say because he'd never make anyone lose their virginity.

Beatrice let out a long sigh, what Luke said was true, last night she also really enjoyed what they were doing. But why did she get so upset?

"I don't know, I was hoping to lose my virginity to someone I love..."

Luke swallowed hard, he knew he shouldn't feel guilty because what they did last night was what they both wanted. But somehow he felt bad about it...

"I'm sorry..." Luke finally said, for the first time since they'd known each other she could hear the sincerity in his voice instead of arrogance.

Beatrice shook her head "No, it wasn't your fault at all, forget it! I'm fine!" she said trying to sound cheerful.

Luke nodded his head,

"So what about the contract? If you agree I'll ask my lawyer to sort things out," he said hopefully, he should hurry back to New York City and do what he was supposed to do, keeping his mother's pride in front of his father's mistress.

If she had to choose between Gary Martin and Luke Carter, of course, she would choose Luke over Gary!

"Basically I agree but I have some special conditions?" she said after thinking for a while.

"Okay, what is that 'special conditions' mean?"

"I'll make a list and give it to you ASAP!" said Beatrice suddenly feeling excited.

"A list? How many conditions will you propose?" Luke asked, his eyes narrowing suspiciously.

"You'll find out later!"

Just then, Luke's cell phone rang. He kept away from Beatrice and talked seriously on the phone. About five minutes later he came back and stood next to her who was ready to leave.

"We can't linger here any longer, my father's mistress is starting to go crazy, she is trying hard to get her son to sit in my father's place..."

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