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

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

false exterior of a give a fuck attitude and fancy cars and suits.

nightmares, had comforted his frantic body, had soothed his aching soul, and each time she did... Kylan

He hated it. But he was also

All of it was

of it was too

he didn't deserve anything Katrina offered

special. And oh, did he loathe himself all the

Easter to hide. Easier to pretend. He had

meant to touch the fortress, to fire her own weapons against

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he didn't need to let anyone get too close and beyond the spikes, or the moat of 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

day of their fake 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,

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

every sludge filled, cracked, broken piece of himself. She was the light in the darkness, the breeze on

give her. That he didn't

heart, mind, and what little

himself.

happened in ways he didn't understand. He would react before he could blink. He would speak before he could

the halls of his mind, of his heart that loomed over

demons all had the same three faces. The same three faces and the same three voices saying the same

Kylan wasn't worth it. That he never would be. That people would always leave him, in

would he ever

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were nothing. Like they

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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

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

the questions, the passing glances, the feigned sad eyes. It was the main reason he moved in with

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 with hins. She never talked back to him, even when he deserved it. She was professional to a fault. A fault that now made his heart ache when he thought about

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,