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.

and the longer it took for

assholes. Only this time, hold my hand and follow my lead with anything else" Kylan had leaned toward her, and he was speaking so close to her

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

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

carrying a tray of full champagne glasses.

head in response. She thanked the waiter and then downed the champagne in only a few gulps, before returning the empty glass to the tray. She felt Kylan staring at her, and she smiled at him

for a moment. Then, he surprised the hell out of her as he wrapped an arm securely around her lower waist. She fought back the surprised squeal that threatened to

began walking about the room. She was so close to Kylan; she could smell his cologne clearly. It was a deep, rich, almost musky scent. It was fairly intoxicating if she was honest with herself and she decided to lean into him a little more. Because hell,

the executives. The pair came to a stop in

you

Ryan greeted their boss warmly. He had long ago perfected his gala voice, as he

responded curtly. "Gentlemen," he added to the

Kylan? She looks vaguely familiar. I wonder, have we

and down. She

should look familiar; she's been my assistant for

look that read play nice. "Sweetheart, surely these men only didn't recognize me with my hair all done

giving a small giggle, doing her best to

head. "That must be a "He agreed with her. "This is Katrina Morgan. She is my... fiance, as well as my assistant," he

teach us how the cape to know her assistant

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

relaxed fashion. She did her best to listen and interject only where it was pertinent for her

wasn't aware of the various looks and whispers she was