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.

listened to Nishel talk about herself too much, the

much.

me, Katrina.. How 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

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

Kylan was finally looking at

fully. "My, my, Kylan, I can see your desire for feisty women hasn't changed since we

willing herself to remain calm. To not unleash a month's worth of frustration on this pathetically

Nishel," Kylan

month. He was frowning, his grey eyes completely unreadable "Oh, thank you, Sir Thank you for speaking up on my behalf" Her tone was clipped and

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excuse me. I'll

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with a napkin and then stood from the table

stand too, but she shook her head. "Enjoy your lunch," she instructed him

and not back

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from

and Kylan up to his offer. Aaron took his leave along the way, quietly promising her he

She

watching silently as Nishel walked around Kylan's desk and stood near where he was situated in his

the week. Nishel rested a hand on Kylan's shoulder, seemingly not caring that Katrina was still around. She stranghaened up and cleared her throat, smoothing down her dress. "Do you still have my

woman practically openly propositioned

gaze faxed on his desk. "I do

it on Rylan's

you, Katrina. A man like Kylan Ross is far out of your league. You're an a But I do hope

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

talk to her

voice was uncharacteristically quiet in front

was racing. So many feelings, so many unsaid words. All of it was swirling within her. All of it was begging to come

eyes snapped up, immediately finding Kylan's. She'd never yelled at her boss. Never talked back to him, not really. Never stood up for herself when he reprimanded her. Now though? Now

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

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

I do that?" Kylan asked as if it should be

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

an avalanche was cascading in her mind. In her heart. Her soul. She was tired of pretending Kylan wasn't

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

I don't give a f*ck about that woman for a month

her to stop. You should have pushed her away. You should have been holding my hand." She stood from her chair, walked around Rylan's desk, and

touch you and caress you in wars you haven't allowed me to do for a month now. You let her. You let her get close to you. Why? Why could she be close to you?" This was so

from his chair, standing so he was nearly chest-so-chest with her

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