Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 70

Chapter 70

James' words stayed with him well into the week. They stayed with him every time he considered messaging Katrina. They stayed with him any time he thought about her. About their right together. About their journey together

The Temporary secretary was a fairly competent intern, but Kylan couldn't store away the anger each morning when it was him sitting in Katrina's chair at his desk, and not the woman herself

How was she? Was she doing okay? How was her father? Did she miss Kylan

He shouldn't want her to miss him.

By Friday, Kylan's anxiety was reaching a peak. The anniversary was coming up swiftly and it had been nearly a week since he had seen or Katrina

en or spoken to

He found himself eating the sour candy she had given him to keep on his desk, both hating the taste and also grateful for the small reminder of her. He also toyed with his red and black bracelet while he worked at his desk, frowning at the fraying edges of the cheap material.

He was nearly done for the day, having already sent that secretary home. He glanced up when there was a knock on his door.

"Is your staff okay. Kylan Ryan asked, taking a seat in Katrina's chair.

Kylan rolled his eyes and sighed, stuffing the bracelet in the top drawer of his desk. "Oscar will be out of commission for a week. Katrina is returning on Monday," he responded defily.

Ryan nodded in understanding, clasping his hands over his stomach, his elbows resting on either side of the chair.

"How are things with h Katrina, Kylan?" he asked nonchalantly.

Kylan's shoulders deflated a minuscule amount. Did he want to be honest with his friend? With his mentor? Could he be

"I We... It's complicated." Kylan forced it out of his mouth.

"I guessed as much. You came home two days early from your trip," Ryan pointed out quietly.

"It was my fault. 1. Crossed a line. A line I wasn't ready to cross, and that it wasn't. Right to cross." That was half the truth. It had felt right, sleeping with Katrina. It had felt more right than anything he had ever experienced in his life. And that was precisely why it couldn't continue. "What sort of line did you cross? Was it the kind you can step back from, or the kind that's irreversible!" Ryan asked calmly

Kylan scowled down at his desk; his hands clasped underneath his chin. He thought about Katrina. About her on the bed under him. He thought about being inside her, being one with her. "Irrevocable." He mumbled.

Ryan knew what he meant, of course, he did. He always knew, even when Kylan couldn't or

try. You don't need to worry about the f*cking company,

care of yourself? I urge you to call the number of the thera-" Kylan's silent glare caused Ryan to sigh and close his mouth. "You'll never accept my offer, I understand that, but I'm a friend. I'm here if you need a shoulder

at Kylan and then left the room, having long since learned that

his chair and fiddling with a million and

mind.

the outside though, he would only look grumpy. Mildly put off and pale, as Ryan pointed

his ability to turn off his outward emotions when inside. Inside, the ghouls

to work an hour early on Monday, per his request. He

to see Katrina. He was ready to look at her face,

his own tea that morning, going as far as making Katrina a cup

Chapter 70

time eight o'clock rolled around, he was waiting behind his desk, his

one would be

on his door caused him to nearly jump out of his seat. His

hugged her perfectly, and her red lipstick looked enticing. She was a picture of perfection and Kylan's heart positively sang at the sight of her alone "Katrina "he breathed, mildly

Sir? Before we go over the

of a manila folder closed around Katrina's hands What is it,

always did. "Here." She handed him

not really breathing. He opened it and pulled out the papers within, bound together by a singular, black clip. His heart fell through every Boor of Ross Corporation headquarters

I want to give you substantial time to find my replacement Of course. I'm happy to help train anyone you might deem

Her

sounded like she had rehearsed this same speech countless times before walking into Rylan's

stared at the papers on his desk, his mind entirely blank apart from

Katrina continued. "Sir, are you listening to me?" Kylan's eyes shifted to Katrina's, and he frowned. They were still guarded. So guarded. He missed their warmth, though he didn't deserve to see it. His heart begged for him to call out to her, to

his mind

Everyone leaves.

Everyone goes

knew he didn't deserve to beg for her time,

of recommendation. We'll start looking for a replacement after Christmas in a

her shoulders. "Where is Oscar, sir? A man named Bryan

know about Oscar. He told his driver he wouldn't divulge any information to her. And now, now Katrina was well and truly done with Kylan. He had driven her

wanting to talk to you," Kylan told her, fighting to keep his voice as neutral as