Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 55

Chapter 55

Chapter 55

Walking behind the pair of them as Kylan showed Nishel Titan Enterprises, was nothing short of humiliating agony

Were Kylan actually her husband. Katrina could imagine how much it seemed like he didn't care about her. Not with the way Nishel had her hand practically groping the bottom of Kylan's back.

"The f*ck is this shit?" /

Aaron hissed from next to her

She looked up at her best friend, finding he was staring at Nishel and Kylan with a pointed glare. "It's nothing, Aaron. It's fine. I'm sure he's just trying to be polite," she whispered back to him, not fully believing the words as she said them.

"He's being a dick, Kate. I know things have been weird between you since Portland, but this is disrespectful. Let me say something to hum, please. 1 don't give a f*ck if he fires me because of it." Aaron sounded like he did mean what he was saying, and she would be lying if she didn't think about taking him up on his offer.

"It's fine, Aaron. Really. It's fine." she murmured to him, turning down another row of machines behind Rylan and Nishel

"Gardner, up here with me. Nishel has some questions," Kylan barked back at Aaron.

Aaron sighed but then listened to their boss

She watched the three of them walk, feeling entirely alone as she did.

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Oscar drove them to the French restaurant that Kylan had taken her to at the beginning of the contract. She ignored the way he stared at her in the rearview mirror periodically.

Kylan wasn't sitting next to her in the SUV, instead, he was next to Nishel whilst she sat by Aaron. She was in the row behind them, watching as Nishel sat far too close to Rylan. Watching as she openly flirted with him. Watching as she put an arm around the back of his seat, and he didn't push it away.

She felt sick to her stomach. Dizzy. So dizzy and untethered.

Aaron leaned forward without warning and sneezed directly onto Nishel's arm. She stared at him, her eyes wide and her mouth open in shock.

"Oh God, I'm so sorry. Gotta be winter allergies. Terribly sorry, Miss. And so sorry, Sir." Aaron feigned innocence, but she knew he had done it all

on purpose.

In worked, though. Nishel withdrew her arm with a disgusted glance back at Aaron. Kylan also made sure Aaron saw his own disdain, but Aaron merely smiled at him sheepishly.

And then Aaron put his hand on her knee and squeezed lightly. She put her hand over his for a moment and squeezed back

It was nice to know someone was thinking of her. Even if it wasn't the person who should have been taking her feelings into consideration in the first place.

Kylan didn't sit by her side at lunch, either. Instead, he sat across from her and let Aaron sit next to her once more. She ordered a bowl of soup and Kylan didn't a glass of water, hardly having the stomach for anything more.

to Nishel talk about herself too much, the Nightfall too

much.

is it being married to New York City's most eligible billionaire! He's fantastic in bed, isn't he? I myself couldn't walk for two-days after our night together." Nishel was staring at her, her blue eyes bright and glinting in the low lighting of the restaurant She felt so small. So small and unimportant. Especially when Kylan still did nothing to stop her from talking to

to be in a relationship. Cold Aloof. Arrogant." She shouldn't be saying any of it. She should be praising him. "He's full of surprises, Kylan Ross. One minute his tongue is down your throat and then the next, he won't look at you. You know? It's quite the game, really. Quite the experience. But I'm certain you know all about his bedroom antics, don't you,

Kylan was finally looking at her, only to glare

fully. "My, my, Kylan, I can see your desire

To not unleash a month's worth of frustration on

Nishel," Kylan

the first time in a month. He was frowning, his grey eyes completely unreadable

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me. I'll be in

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wiped her mouth with a napkin and then stood

shook her head.

stare straight ahead and not back at the man who was playing

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to headquarters was riddled with unspoken tension. Tension from Kylan, from Nishel, and from her

at Ross Corp, she followed both Mishel and Kylan up to his offer. Aaron

She

chair, watching silently as Nishel walked around Kylan's desk and stood

me, I'll have the article done by the end of the week. Nishel rested a hand on Kylan's shoulder, seemingly not caring that Katrina was still around. She stranghaened up and cleared her

at this.. This woman practically openly propositioned her husband. Because to her, that's what

clenched, his gaze faxed on his desk. "I do not be responded, his voice low

into her bag, and withdrawing what looked to be a business card. She placed it on Rylan's desk and then leaned

is far out of your league. You're an a

Nishel left the room, completely unable to say anything to her. Katrina blinked, her

her

Kylan's voice was uncharacteristically quiet in front

So many feelings, so many unsaid words. All of it was swirling within her. All of it was begging to come out. To be released. To be said. "Katrina,

finding Kylan's. She'd never yelled at her boss. Never talked back to him, not really. Never stood up for herself when he

humiliated Degraded Disrespected. Right in front of Kylan. And he had done next to nothing to stop any of

him, her voice a mere whisper right now. He was Kylan

Kylan asked as if it should

his behavior or lack thereof. She heard herself laugh sarcastically. "Why the f*ck would you do that? Why the f*ck would

felt like an avalanche was cascading in her mind. In her heart.

Kylan was staring at her, his eyes ablaze in a way she hadn't

needed to impress her if you didn't realize. I don't give a f*ck

you like that. You should have told her to stop. You should have pushed her away. You should have been holding my hand." She stood from her chair, walked around

a month now. You let her. You let her get close to you. Why? Why could she be

chest-so-chest with her now. She glared at him

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