Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 30

Chapter 30

Per Kylan's guidance, Katrina changed into an off-shoulder, knee-length, black gown. She put on a pair of sheer nylon stockings and her best red flars. She paired the look with a black shawl and then reapplied her makeup and styled her hair in a half updo. Kylan waited for her in the car this time, and she was thankful to have a moment to herself. She had no idea where they were going for her date, but based on her clothing, she could assume it was somewhere nice.

She reached the lobby of her building and was surprised to see Rylan standing near the fireplace. He turned at her approach, and she watched as he took her appearanor

"You look nice. Kate," he echoed his sentiment from one of her earlier dates, and she smiled,

"Thank you, Shall we go?" she asked him as she readjusted her shawl across her shoulders

"h's still raining ourside. Stay close to me." Kylan reached for her hand, and she held onto his in return.

He was right. It was sti raining steadily outside. She kept close to him as he instructed, and he guided her to the car. She bid Oscar a hello and be promptly took off in the direction of wherever it was they were going. "Are you hungry now, or would you prefer to eat later Kylan asked her from the seat next to h

her.

She shrugged her shoulders. "Whichever you prefer, Kylan, she responded with another smile.

Kylan nodded his head and looked out the window, one hand propped under his chin. "To the exhibit, Oscar" he instructed her driver.

"Exhibit" she asked Kylan curiously.

He didn't answer her, instead, he stared out the window of the car for the entirety of the drive.

Twenty minutes later, Oscar palled over and let her and Kylan out of the car. She stared up at the two-story, brick building she was near. It didn't look like anything of significance on the outside, and she wondered what kind of exhibit it could be

Kylan took her hand and began to lead her up the few steps to the front doors of the building. He gestured for her to go inside first, and she listened. He rested a hand on her lower back as she crossed the threshold into the building. She recognized what kind of exhibit it was immediately.

"An art exhibit?" She couldn't keep the excitement from seeping into her voice as she turned to look at Rylan

Rylan's face was neutral, but he wrapped an arm around her waist and guided

ed her further in.

It was a nice exhibit. The interior of the building echoed a modern industrial design, with exposed high beams made from a deep, cherry red. wood. There were several waiters walking around with full glasses of champagne, and she eagerly accepted a glass. Kylan refused, not to her surprise

on it specifically, effectively highlighting each

slowly, taking care to look at the pieces carefully. She thrived in an environment such as this. Though, it didn't seem like something Kylan himself would particularly enjoy doing. It

of the exhibit, and it only

stopped in front of one particular painting, enjoying the

did you choose this place for our date?" she couldn't help

at her and she looked at him. "You enjoy art, do you not?"

do, yes," she said almost

felt her cheeks flush and looked back at the painting. Did she really come here only because Bylan knew

you even see when you look at this stuff,"

observed the painting. "I don't think it's

each piece

when you look at this one?" Kylan

in question. "I feel.. peaceful. The way the artist depicts such a serene and calm snowscape. It makes me wish I was there. It makes me long

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p of coffee and

just exist" the

A place where I'm able to curl up with a blanket and a cup wistfully, allowing her mind to

fich Kylan looking at her and not at the painting. "It should be tea," he said, his warm breath blowing

glared at him playfully. "Always with your tea," she replied with a small

Kylan suggested, steering her in the

going from one painting to the next and describing how each of thern individually made her feel. If Kylan was ever bored, he didn't act like it, nor did he say anything to suggest he would rather be doing something else She finally finished describing the last painting to Kylan, and

truly wonderful she

-Thank you f

and nodded wordlessly. He lightened his arm around her for

style, but she was too happy to indulge in a warm bowl of tomato bisque and a gourmet grilled cheese with pesto mayo. Kylan himself ordered a bowl of Italian wedding soup and a glass of whiskey. She ate in silence for a momeni, her gaze fixed outside at the softly falling rain. She still

up for

thing in the world to tell Kylan of her gratitude. She knew how much he stuck his neck out for her and even if it surprised the hell out of her, she

fired the lot of them, were

1 appreciate it" she reiterated, toying aimlessly with her spoon in

the company. You're important to Ross Corp.," Kylan

say she was important to him. Which would be preposterous, really. She was an asset to the

then helped

not a little bit quiet. When Kylan