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

be

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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.

broken, stained. fucked up piece of glass with a false exterior of a give a fuck attitude and fancy cars and suits. Underneath it all, he was drowning in grief, in pain, in self-loathing that no one was ever meant to bear witness

had comforted his frantic body, had soothed his aching soul, and each time she did... Kylan hated himself more. He hated that he couldn't be the person she needed him

But he was also grateful for it. He

All of it was

it was too

deserve anything

oh, was she special. And oh, did he loathe himself all the more for hurting her. For disappointing

hide. Easier to pretend. He had been doing it for so long after

weapons

to make him feel,

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their gnashing jaws Chapter The contract was

wedding, sign that damn fake mamage contract, and pay her for her forts. No big deal. Nothing that would cause Kylan to step too far out of his comfort zone. And yet, that's exactly what happened time and time again with Katrina. Somehow, she had made her way into his heart, into his mind. Somehow she kept seeing the parts of himself that were ugly. Damaged. The parts that he couldn't talk about. That he didn't know how to talk about. She knew

was a monster. That he was the last person she should give

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

her. That he

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

himself.

in ways he didn't understand. He would react before

with memones, with the shadows and ghosts that haunted the halls of his mind, of

faces. The same three faces and

worth it. That he never would be. That people would always leave him, in one way

f*ck would he ever

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like they were nothing. Like they meant nothing. Because they didn't,

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things to do the right things, even if he never changed his voice or his personality to fit them. At the end of the day, he could make them a lot of money, and that's the only thing people like that cared about Kylan had never learned

two was patient with Kylan. He never understood why, and he hated. to consider the

something he needed. He hated how people looked at him after his mother's death. He hated the questions, the passing glances, the feigned sad eyes. It was the main reason he moved in with Kenny in the first place so that he

was an anomaly, she always had been. While he was never able to fully communicate with her, she seemed to know how to talk to him. How to calm him down, how to help him before he ever needed to guide her. She was patient

she talked to him. The way she looked at him. The way she touched him. The way she melted parts of the ice has heart 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 about. Never thought