Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 65

Chapter 65 KYLAN'S POV

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I didn't matter how many fucking times Kylan tried; he couldn't calm his breathing. He couldn't quiet his racing mind. His fingers were flexing into repeated fats at his sides, his nails pressing hard to his inner palms each time his fists closed Stupid. He was so f*cking stupid

This was far from the first instance that Kylan had reacted poncle

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poorly to a situation, but it might take the place of number one

Perhaps the worst part of it all was that he felt wholly out of control like he couldn't speak. Like he couldn't fix it. Like he didn't know how, Or rather, he didn't deserve to try.

And Pck, if Katrina didn't deserve to be treated better. To be cherished. To be loved. To be worshipped like the damn goddess Kylan knew her to

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There had always been something special about her. Some innate part of her character that didn't entirely put Kylan off from talking to her, from having her work for him over the years she had been with Ross Corp. Her patience, her poise, her work ethic, all of it made it easy for Kylan to keep her on as his personal assistant.

She was a breath of fresh air, even if he never said as much to her. Even if he hadn't realized just how important or vital she was to him until only recently.

didn't want to soak all in. If he didn't want to out how to talk to her. To be with woo her.

But there was a barrier. A nearly visible stone fortress around his mind, his heart, prevented him from opening up to her. From talking to her. Really talking to her. Each time Katrina chipped at that armor, the armor he had relied on nearly his entire life, it only gained in strength and Layers

The monsters atop the fortress would then lean over the walls and all but toss Katrina of them as she was climbing, clawing, and trying to reach the

Any time she got too close. Kylan grew more afraid.

Any time he indulged himself in her just a little bit, he became more frantie, the monsters loading their cannons and preparing for a damn siege. just to keep him trapped

knew this wasn't healthy. He knew it wasn't right or fair, to either of them. But

and suits. Underneath it all, he was drowning in grief, in pain, in self-loathing that

comforted his frantic body, had soothed his aching soul, and each time she did... Kylan hated himself more. He hated that

throughout the worst of his self-sabotaging behaviors. He hated it. But he was also grateful for it. He wished he could tell her as much, but it was too much.

All of it was

of it was too

deserve

loathe himself all the

easier to run, Easter to hide. Easier to pretend. He had been doing

fire her own weapons against it, to ricochet her way through the outermost

never meant to make him feel, to

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angry alligators with their gnashing jaws Chapter The contract was meant to be so simple. So bulletproof. It was easy enough, writing the rules with every intention of following them. Why would he not! He always did. In every aspect of his life, Kylan carefully adhered to rules he fabricated for himself. Specific boundaries he enacted. Why would aully

doing what they thought was best for the company. Because hell, it was. With the rising stocks, and the actual positivity Kylan was being sent for the first time ever as CEO, it was easy to believe the contract was the right thing to do. To put in place. He only needed to take Katrina on dates, pose for a few pictures, hold her hand, appear on the day of their fake wedding, sign that damn fake mamage contract, and pay her for her

a monster. That he was the last person she should give her love, her grace,

of himself. She was the light in the darkness, the breeze on a hot summer's day.

everything he could never give her. That he didn't know how

the battle between heart, mind, and what little of Kylan's soul remained, was the very reason

himself.

he didn't understand. He would react before he

he was overwhelmed with memones, with the shadows and ghosts that haunted the halls of his mind, of his heart that loomed over him to beg him to throw her

ghosts and the demons all had the same three faces. The same three faces and the

never would be. That people would always leave

would he ever

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to a room full of executives and billionaires like they were nothing. Like they meant nothing. Because

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or his personality to fit them. At the end of the day, he could make them a lot

though it was mostly because the older of the two was patient with Kylan. He never understood why, and he hated. to consider the disgusting notion

was the main reason he moved in with Kenny in the first place so that he that he could I get t away from Rhode Island and one of his ghosts.

him before he ever needed to guide her. She was patient with hins. She never talked back to him, even when he deserved it. She was professional to a fault.

was in. All of it, all of her broke him over and over aga All of her caused him to talk about things, to reminisce about things he never talked