Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

The brightness of the cameras flashing coupled with the photographers shouting Kylan's name, was enough to make her head spin uncomfortably. She suddenly understood exactly why Kylan always got so angry every time a photographer encroached on his space. It was disorienting, and she was thankful she had his hand to hold onto "Stare at the ground, not directly at the lights. It helps some," Kylan whispered directly into her ear.

She nodded slightly in response, taking his advice and diverting her gaze to the ground. Her heart was racing within her chest, and her cheeks felt like they were permanently flushed at this point. Knowing how to work a crowd and being subjected to dozens of cameras, were two vastly different things.

At galas in the past, she always showed up without Kylan, and she was never what anyone wanted to take a picture of. Now thought She wondered what people were thinking of her. Everyone could see that she and Kylan were holding hands. Something he had never done with someone, in public at least

Were there always this many stairs leading to a museum? They felt never ending

After what seemed like several minutes of careful walking, she finally reached the

e top of the stairs. Kylan glanced over at her, his eyes searching her

face.

you ready?" he asked her quietly

She took a deep breath. "I'm fine." She tried to sound confident, but she was certain that her voice was shaking.

"Just put on your PR face. This is no different from any other shit, Kylan tried to reassure her

But it was different. All of it was different. She was holding her CLO's hand, for freaking's sake. That alone was different.

just go in, okay?" She was flustered and the longer it took for her to rip off the

follow my lead with anything else" Kylan had leaned toward her, and he

Kylan's hand with a little bit more self-confidence. "I'm your fiance tonight, Kylan. Let's go showcase that," she said,

but he also started leading the way into the museum. The vast open room was full of men and women, all dressed to the nines. She was suddenly thankful that Kylan had picked her dress

a tray of full champagne glasses. She stopped one of them, swiftly grabbing

gulps, before returning the empty glass to the tray. She

his eyes. He let go of her hand suddenly, and she looked at him in confusion for a moment. Then, he surprised the hell out

musky scent. It was fairly intoxicating if she was honest with herself and she decided to lean into him

room, talking to several executives that she recognized from Elorde Corporation. She nudged Kylan lightly nodding her head in the direction of Ryan. Kylan nodded subtly, turning and heading in the direction of the executives. The pair came to a stop in front of the older gentlemen, who all wore nearly the exact same, scratchy

there you are.

boss warmly. He had long ago perfected his gala voice, as he liked to call

he added to the

Kylan? She looks vaguely familiar. I wonder, have we seen her before?" one

She fought the uncomfortable shiver that tried to make

assistant for the last three years," Kylan responded

read play nice. "Sweetheart, surely these men only didn't recognize me with

a small giggle, doing her best to play up the

him a freaking pet name. Then, he cleared his throat and nodded his head. "That must be a "He agreed with her. "This is Katrina Morgan. She is my... fiance, as well as my

how the cape to know her assistant in such a capacity," one of the men

be sure to pass along that information, just as soon as we talk about the deal at hand," Kylan responded evenly. He wasn't looking at her, but she felt him pulling her closer in his side. The hand at her hip gave a small squeeze of what she thought was maybe reassurance, and she was thankful for the unexpected

of the

listen and interject only where it was pertinent for her

of the various looks and whispers she was getting from around the