đź“– The CEO Contract Bride
The night at the event had ended quietly.
No dramatic exits.
No public incidents.
Just a smooth departure, as if everything had gone exactly as planned.
But for Tessa, the silence after returning to the mansion felt heavier than before.
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Inside her room, she sat on the edge of the bed, her heels placed neatly beside her.
Her mind replayed the evening over and over again.
The cameras.
The whispers.
The way people looked at her.
The way they measured her presence without saying a word.
And then…
The woman.
Clara.
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Tessa exhaled slowly and leaned back slightly, staring at the ceiling.
"Why did that feel… different?" she murmured.
She couldn't quite explain it.
It wasn't hostility.
It wasn't confrontation.
But something about Clara's familiarity with the CEO had unsettled her.
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A soft knock came at her door.
Tessa sat up.
"Come in."
The door opened, and a maid stepped inside.
"Ma'am, the CEO asked to see you."
Tessa blinked slightly.
"Now?"
"Yes, ma'am."
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Tessa stood up immediately.
"Alright. I'll go."
She adjusted her dress quickly and stepped out of the room, following the maid through the quiet hallway.
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A few minutes later, she found herself standing outside the CEO's office.
The maid knocked once, then stepped aside.
"You may enter."
Tessa pushed the door open and walked inside.
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The room was dimly lit, with only a desk lamp illuminating the space.
The CEO stood near the window, his back turned toward her.
He was on a call.
"…Yes. Finalize the report and send it before morning."
His tone was calm, precise.
"…I'll review it later."
A pause.
"Good."
He ended the call and turned around.
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His eyes landed on Tessa.
"You came."
Tessa stepped forward slightly.
"You asked to see me."
"Yes."
He walked back toward his desk and placed the phone aside.
"Sit."
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Tessa took a seat opposite him, her posture straight.
There was a brief silence before he spoke again.
"You performed well tonight."
Tessa blinked slightly.
"That's… a compliment?"
"Yes."
She nodded slowly.
"Thank you."
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Another pause followed.
Then Tessa decided to ask the question that had been lingering in her mind since the event.
"Who is Clara?"
The atmosphere in the room subtly shifted.
Not dramatically.
But noticeably.
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The CEO's expression remained composed.
"An acquaintance."
Tessa frowned slightly.
"That's all?"
"Yes."
She studied his face carefully.
He wasn't avoiding eye contact.
He wasn't defensive.
But something about his tone felt… incomplete.
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"She seemed very familiar with you," Tessa said.
"Yes."
"More than just an acquaintance would be."
His gaze remained steady.
"That depends on perspective."
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Tessa leaned back slightly.
"So what is your perspective?"
He paused briefly before answering.
"Professional history."
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Tessa narrowed her eyes slightly.
"That doesn't sound like a complete explanation."
He responded calmly, "It doesn't need to be."
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A brief silence followed.
Tessa looked away for a moment, processing his response.
She wasn't sure why she cared so much.
But the feeling hadn't gone away since the event.
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"Was she ever… someone important to you?" Tessa asked quietly.
The question lingered in the air.
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The CEO's expression didn't change.
"No."
Simple.
Direct.
Final.
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Tessa nodded slowly, but her expression suggested she wasn't entirely convinced.
"Alright."
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Another pause.
Then she added,
"It just felt… different watching you talk to her."
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That statement caused a subtle shift in his attention.
He looked at her more directly now.
"How so?"
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Tessa hesitated.
She hadn't planned to explain this part.
But the words came out anyway.
"You seemed… more relaxed."
She paused briefly.
"More… natural."
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The CEO remained silent for a moment.
Then he said,
"That's irrelevant."
Tessa looked at him.
"Is it?"
"Yes."
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Her brows furrowed slightly.
"Why?"
"Because it has no bearing on our arrangement."
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Tessa leaned forward slightly.
"But it still exists."
His tone remained steady.
"It does not affect the contract."
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That word again.
Contract.
Tessa felt something shift internally.
Not anger.
Not frustration.
Something closer to… discomfort.
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"So everything is reduced to that?" she asked.
"Yes."
His answer came without hesitation.
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Tessa exhaled softly.
"Even conversations?"
"Yes."
"Even relationships?"
"Yes."
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She paused.
Then asked more directly,
"Even emotions?"
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For the first time in the conversation, there was a slight pause before he answered.
"Yes."
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The room fell quiet.
Not empty.
But heavy.
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Tessa looked at him carefully.
"You really believe that?"
"Yes."
"Completely?"
"Yes."
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She shook her head slightly.
"That's… difficult to accept."
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His gaze remained fixed on her.
"You don't need to accept it. Only follow the agreement."
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Tessa leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms slightly.
"So that's how you see everything."
"Efficiently."
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She let out a small breath, a hint of frustration now showing in her expression.
"You talk about everything like it's a system."
"It is."
"And people?"
"Part of it."
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Tessa looked at him more directly now.
"That's cold."
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The word hung in the air.
Not loud.
But clear.
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The CEO didn't react immediately.
Then he responded,
"Coldness ensures clarity."
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Tessa frowned.
"And what about connection?"
"Not required."
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Her expression tightened slightly.
"That's not how normal people live."
His answer remained unchanged.
"I am not operating within normal parameters."
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Silence returned.
But this time, it was different.
There was tension.
Not loud.
Not explosive.
But present.
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Tessa stood up slightly from her seat.
"I think I understand now."
He watched her.
"What do you understand?"
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"That this arrangement is exactly what it says it is."
She paused.
"A contract."
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The CEO didn't respond.
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Tessa adjusted her posture.
"No emotions. No expectations. No attachments."
She looked at him.
"Just roles."
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He met her gaze.
"Yes."
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For a brief moment, neither of them spoke.
The room felt still.
Balanced on something unspoken.
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Then Tessa added quietly,
"Good to know where I stand."
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She turned slightly toward the door.
"I'll go now."
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The CEO spoke once more.
"Tessa."
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She paused at the doorway and turned back.
"Yes?"
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"Maintain composure in future events."
His tone was unchanged.
"Personal interpretations should not affect performance."
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Tessa looked at him for a moment.
Then nodded.
"Understood."
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She left the room quietly.
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Inside, the CEO remained standing near his desk.
His expression unchanged.
But his thoughts—unspoken—lingered briefly longer than usual.
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Meanwhile, Tessa walked back to her room slowly.
Her mind was no longer calm.
Not because of the event.
Not because of the people.
But because of the conversation.
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"Efficient… but empty," she murmured softly.
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And for the first time since entering this contract…
She began to realize that the biggest challenge wouldn't be public appearances.
Or rules.
Or expectations.
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It would be navigating the space between two completely different ways of seeing the world.