Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 6

Chapter

6

The short walk back to her office and to the chair behind her desk was spent in a sort of daze. Was this happening? Did she really sign that contract? Were Ryan and Max actually okay with all of this? How would this all work, exactly el but

Katrina's head was spinning, and her legs felt like they might give out on her without a moment's notice. She couldn't help feel foolish, and... used, somehow. She had agreed to such a ridiculous farce because of money. Even if there were other reasons involved, like helping the company she worked for, it had ultimately come down to money. Shouldn't she be ashamed of that? She honestly didn't know.

She had agreed and signed the contract before she had really thought much of anything else, which surprised her most of all. She usually thought about things to an obnoxious extent. It was the reason she was sure she made for a great assistant, in the first place. But this.. This had the potential to be messy. Really messy.

She would have to keep up every false pretense in front of her coworkers, her friends, and her dad. Could she even tell someone like Aaron the truth? She hadn't thought to ask Kylan. She needed more clarifications, if there was any hope that this could actually work. Could it work? Her head was throbbing by the time she sat in her chair.

Kylan had a relatively slow morning, with only a few conference calls that he didn't need her to sit in for. He would send her footnotes on the conversations later, as well as any instructions he would have for her to complete. Thus, she decided it was an optimal time to go through her various emails and weed out the important ones, from the ones she could send to the junk folder.

She was focused for the first while. She was even thankful for the distraction from the incredibly odd morning she had. But then, her mind began to wander, and she was hopeless from there.

What would their first date consist of? What would the public reception be of her relationship? Would people like her? What if they didn't?

She had been in a few photos here and there during her three years as Kylan's assistant, and her company bio was also on Ross Corporation's public website. But so far, she had been able to keep mostly out of any and all kinds of the spotlight. People were really only interested in the man who had begun a billion-dollar company, at the shocking age of twenty-five. That, coupled with Kylan's naturally elusive personality, had created an endless amount of speculation about the seemingly unobtainable bachelor. Up until this point, Kylan had never cared to set any of the various records straight or quell any

ny of the rumors that circulated about him.

Katrina supposed she would probably wonder for herself, what his private life was like if she didn't work closely with the man. There was a certain charm and appeal to a person like Kylan. But his horrendous personality made it easy to let that kind of train of thought flicker out for her. That, and he was her boss.

She wasn't sure how long ago her hand had gone stagnant on her mouse, or when exactly her computer screen had gone to sleep, but the sudden knock at her door caused her to jump.

Aaron let himself into her office, and she took a deep breath and cleared her throat.

"Hey," she said breathlessly, taking care to sit up in her chair a little more and keep her face carefully neutral.

It was useless, though. Aaron was already looking at her oddly. "What's up with you? Your face is like... Weird. And you look pale. Are you sick?" he asked, plopping himself down in the seat in front of her desk. Katrina made sure to roll her eyes. "I'm fine. It's Thursday, so I guess I'm just anxious for the weekend." She shrugged her shoulders.

Aaron raised an eyebrow at her. "You're a shitty liar, Kate. But I don't care right now. I wanted to make sure you're not bailing on me for drinks tomorrow?" he asked, reaching forward and grabbing a pen off her desk. He repeatedly began to click the top of it over and over, while he eyed her carefully.

She opened her mouth to answer when the door to her office opened again, and Kylan entered the room this time. Her stomach gave a nervous flutter at the sight of him, and she fought the blush that threatened to rise on her face.

Kylan looked at Aaron pointedly, but he put his hands in his pockets and then turned his attention to her. "Can I take you to

Chapter 6

We have some things we need to go over," her boss asked

the time. But she wondered if he was also feeling nervous or strange, just as she was. It was impossible to know, what with the emotionless mask he constantly chose to wear on his damn face. Aaron was still clicking the pen while

in fifteen minutes, Sir," she responded, hoping her voice sounded just as

without warning, yanking the pen out of his hands in one swift motion. "F*ck off,

rush. "Sorry, Sir. I'll... Go. Bye, Kate." He waved half-heartedly before he practically ran

at Kylan. "Do you need to be so hard on him, Sir?" she asked, turning back to her computer and beginning to respond

a little shit. Maybe the prototype wouldn't have been a week late if he wasn't constantly coming up

help the laugh that escaped her lips. "Flirt? Sir, Aaron has a girlfriend. Sure, he acts like a flirt but he's also like a

here as often as he is," he amended quietly.

he left, before sending the now-completed email she

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the parking garage. She found Oscar standing against his usual SUV, and the smiled when she saw him eating

regular?" she asked him, coming to a

regular. I'm not the biggest fan of anything sour," he

at him. "You were almost perfect, Oscar," she teased with a

immediately when he looked over her shoulder. He shoved the bag of gummy worms into his suit pocket, opened the back

who slipped into the back seat with a curt nod of his

Oscar a reassuring smile as she slid into the car. She adjusted her

just as Oscar got

out the window, his elbow resting on the door and a few fingers against his mouth. He looked deep in thought,

he answered

first date? Nerves filled her system, and she swallowed them as much as possible. Kylan was quiet for the entire car ride,

out of the car in front of the restaurant. Kylan let himself out of the car first, and he held the door for her. She began to shimmy her way out, conscious

car when kylan offered a hand for her to take. Katrina stared at it for a moment. His hand was pale, just like the rest of him. She noticed that the veins on the back of his hand were rather

never touched Kylan in any capacity, that she could remember. He had made somewhat of a reputation

surprised when he had brought up things like kissing earlier. She was once agam left wondering how the

of thought. She took a deep breath, grabbing hold of his hand and allowing him to help her out of the car the rest of the way. She was surprised by how smooth his

her to lead the way into the restaurant. The sound of her heels hitting the sidewalk with every step she

doing? This was

to open the door to the restaurant, before allowing her to

at the back of the establishment. Kylan pulled her chair out for her, and

in the chair across from her, and she eyed him as he adjusted his suit jacket. He was wearing a black, perfectly tailored suit today. One she had seen countless times before. Yet today,

later, and Kylan glanced at her. "Two glasses

nodded and headed off

legs and clasped her hands atop the silk tablecloth in front of her. "I prefer mine on the

preposterous. It hurts your teeth," he said as if it should

the table near her. She began to read over the various entrees, doing her best to ignore the ridiculous prices for everything, even for

settled on a bowl of lobster bisque, and Kylan ordered roast beef and potatoes. The waiter left them again, and Kylan took a long drag from his whiskey. She noticed he barely even flinched at the taste, and she couldn't help but be