Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 92

Chapter 92

"Contract for employment?" she breathed, her fingers grazing the paper while her eyes tried to take in the words her mind struggled to understand. "What exactly am I looking at, Kylan?" Katrina met his stare and frowned when she realized he was still smirking.

"I met with Ryan and Max two nights ago, after I took you home." Kylan began, his tone even and calm. So calm "Together, we came to the same conclusion that areas of this company are a bit outdated, you could say. Particularly within the Public Relations Department" He pointed to a on the top of the first page situated in the folder. "What do you think of that number. Kare!" he asked her smoothly. He was still calm. Collected. Confident

She ventured to look at the number in question, and she nearly tumbled off her chair. "That. That's a ridiculous number," she stammered, her mind hardly able to comprehend a number of that caliber.

"That's your projected salary, should you fill the position as the new Head of Public Relations," Rylan explained to her in adapted

She gawked at him. Taken aback. Confused.

"You This You want me in a position like that?" she squeaked, her eyes wide and her mouth agape.

the same silky

same silky tone he had

Kylan regarded her with yet more amusement. "Why are you surprised You earned this, Kate. You earned this far more than anyone else I could possibly try and think to take over this position. Ross Corporation is where it is today because of you. Because you believed in me. Because you believed in my vision, in Ryan's vision. Because you helped take charge when the stocks were falling. Because you pushed for and helped negotiate the contract with Elorde Enterprises" Kylan shook his head and sighed at her. "You've been here for nearly three and a half years, guiding me, far more than I ever guided you. You've taken my shit, all of it, and you did it with a smile on your face. There is no one more qualified, nor more capable of handling the overall publicity of Ross Corporation than you." She opened her mouth to protest, and Kylan glared at her. "Don't, Katrina. This has nothing to do with you being my.. my girlfriend. This has everything to do with your work ethic, your abilities, and your long list of qualifications. You've shown you're capable." He paused and ran a hand down his face. "While I want to keep you on as my assistant, I understand why that's not. Why that wouldn't be appropriate, as you've pointed out several times since continuing with her resignation. But this! It's a.. you know, compromise, or whatever. A compromise that also helps you further your career, and it gives you the raise you're damn well deserving of

Katrina had never heard Kylan speak such open praise to she quite like this. He believed in her, just as much as she believed in him,

She looked at the contract, skimming over the pages and progressively becoming more emotional as she did.

Kylan believed in her. He believed in her so much; he wanted her to spearhead the public image of his company. The company that she now kitew, now understood, just what it meant to him. She knew the personal ties, the heartbreaking reason he had created Ross Corporation in the first place and he trusted her to keep that vision alive and possible for the public to understand as well.

It was a lot to process. A lot to consider.

And yet, it was an easy decision to make, really.

She could stay at Ross Corp. She could put boundaries in place with Kylan. It could work in tandem, and Kylan had just shown her how

"Does this mean I get a bigger office!" she teased, sniffling a bit as warm liquid invaded her eyes.

And damn, if Kylan didn't flash her the most beautiful smile. He was at her side in an instant, drawing her up from her chair and hugging her to him, one hand pressed to her hair and the other around her waist "Katrina. You'll take the job? You'll stay at Ross Corp. Kylan sounded most unlike himself as he spoke into her neck.

pulling away from

course, I will," she laughed and then p to look at him. "It's really not because we're together, right?"

his eyes at her. "When have you ever known in to be a sucker like that, Kate? This is all you. All you and what you're capable of." He gave her the exact comfort she was in need

and but the inside of her cheek. "I know we're at work, but can 1. Can I kiss you, Kylan? I think if the public were privy to this conversation, they would. Well, they would most

pressing his forehead to hers. "Don't let Max see, though," he murmured, angling his

kiss, happiness, relief,

moment later, keeping her forehead against has. "I have a marketing job to turn down, Sir" she breathed against his

him possessively. "Yes, you do." With that, he

definitely wouldn't

find is within herself to care, though. Not while Kylan kissed her like

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that mattered to him.

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Months Later

to either side of her forehead, willing the headache to

expanding to the military. Did you get Mr. Ross to agree to

fixed on her phone. "Yes, he's agreed to do it if Mr. Hughes is there as well.

an especially long week, and she was more than ready to curl up with Kylan

her haven. Her safe space.

attest to Kylan and Ryan's confidence in her. It was nice, really. Being in a new department having the boundaries she needed with Rylan, but still

into the company rather seamlessly, she had to admit. He hardly asked her for guidance, not since the second week he started with Ross Corp. Rylan tolerated him well enough, and one might venture to say he even liked

respect, and it was the very reason she knew he was

the idea of accepting Kylan into the fold, only after she went on several begrudging double dates with him and Maine. Kylan was never very social in those moments, but he indulged them for her sake, and she was grateful. He was still attending therapy three days a week, and the difference in both his confidence and overall demeanor, was

person he always had been.

her, he was different. Soft. Communicative. Kind. Sweet

Leve

best to talk to her, to include her in his thoughts, in his journey. It wasn't perfect, and he continued to hesitate

she talked to him, when she leaned

And lean

him, she did.

was. He wasn't better. Not yet. And hex

been long for the sole reason that Oscar had. He had an accident, a few days