Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 96

Chapter 96

Chapter 96

"I've been too much of a coward to tell you while you're awake, and I'm sorry for that. I didn't want to scare you away. I can't. I don't want to lose you. Katrina"

Katrina did turn around then, tears in her eyes, her face

entirely fro

You could never scare me away. Kylan I haven't. All this time, I've been by your side. I've been patient. I've been underganding. There's not a damn thing you could say that would make me not be completely in love with your stubborn, grumpy, kind, warm ass." She didn't disguise the emotion in her voice. She wanted Kylan in understand. To know how much she loved him. How much she would always love him

The expression on Kylan's face. It was He was. Shit, he really did love her. It was clear. As clear as the sky on a sunny darnn day.

His eyes were brimaning with it Overflowing with words, emotions, the feelings he didn't know how to say

She let out an embarrassing whimper, flinging her wet hands around his neck and hugging him tighter than she ever had. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her to him and releasing a long, slow, exhale.

"I love you, Kylan, I love you" She sobbed those words, sniffling, her heart nearly exploding with the truth that she had been holding Kylan gingerly shifted so that he could take hold of her face, his thumbs brushing the tears away that pooled beneath her e bark

"I love you. Katrina. You're the only person I've ever been in love with, and the only person I ever want to be in love with. Rylan's own eyes were full of tears, and she heard herself laughing.

"You're a pain in the ass, Kylan Ross. My pain in the ass. Forever mine." Her hands fisted in the back of his hair and her lips ascended on his kissing him with every ounce of passion, every unfiltered emotion that she possibly could.

Tim yours. As long as you want me, kylan spoke against her lips.

She hammed, resting her forehead against his.

"Will you make love

to me. Kylan?" It was the first time, the first real instance that she had ever referred to their passion in that way.

"Every damn day, if you'll let me." With that. Kylan picked her up bridal style, carrying her over to the staircase and walking her up to the loft.

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Katrina would never tire of this. She would never become bored of Kylan. She would never grow used to making love to him, feeling him inside ber, hearing how much he cared for her.

She would never take for granted the fact that Kylan let her in, let her see him in a way that he hid from the rest of the world. She would never stop being grateful that he knew she was just the same, and he knew exactly how to make her feel safe and seen. It wouldn't ever be easy, it wouldn't be a perfect journey, but it would be hers. It would be her own journey with Kylan. Her own path with him. She didn't need perfect. She didn't want perfect

She wanted real. She wanted someone who believed in her, who pushed her to be the best version of herself. She wanted to do the same, to be the same for someone else,

She wanted Kylan.

Her former boss

Her best friend.

Her parter.

Her equal

climax together, as the warmth of his release

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cleaned up together and returned to the bed, arms and legs tangled, no clear distinction of where she ended, and Kylan began. She stared out at

on

such a stark contrast, the two bracelets. The one with broken edges, barely holding it all together. And the gold bracelet, carefully crafted

one equally. Just as she loved each bit of Kylan, the good and the bad, the frayed and the neat. And she knew he

in the contract, all those months ago, she spoke into the quiet of the night, distant sounds of the time still burning in the hearth on the floor below her, floating up to meet her words. Clupter

properly thank the top of her

I feel it, I feel all

for me, Kylan. All of it. It's enough," she sighed, pressing herself impossibly closer

the soft glow of the moonlight, the fire downstairs eventually fading to

surrounded by trees and mounds

in the arms of her safe haven, the keeper of her

www.

Just like she wanted

like she

a good

was her

nightmare that night, and neither

SIX MONTHS LATER

Growth. Healing. Genuine happiness.

amounts of relief and smiles was ever present in her relationship

worry to dictate his decisions and to rule aspects of his personal life. Those instances were hard. They were a challenge. She would be lying if she said she hadn't shed a tear or two when Kylan shut

and ghosts that Kylan could never quite get away from, she

the end. He would always relent, always work through it enough to hug her. To hold her hand. To kiss her, which she still held the privilege of so close to

to her, even if it wasn't always in great detail or with many words uttered at all. He kept her informed, and she developed Can appropriate system about

of him, the only thing she wanted from him during those moments, was for him to verbalize that he needed space. It helped her to hear those words from him. Those words

He would come to her. He would seek comfort from her. Then together, she could move

working on himself. She was grateful he was beginning to care about his happiness and his well- bring. It was long overdue, and

Kylan pushed her to better herself, and she did the same

office, and she gave him equal courtesy.

more frequent slays, and moods like that

actually being committed to one another, the stocks at Ross Corporation had leveled off in such a way that their relationship no longer needed to be a public spectacle. This also

staged photos and carefully thought of

loved her, and not for the reputation she helped him to obtain. It wasn't even that she doubted him, in all

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was content in her new normal Quire like almost every other day, she was sprawled

attention was pulled to

her, drawing her out

save her place. She glanced at her phone, noting the time, and yawned. It was only nine o'clock in the evening, but

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