Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 100

COMMENT Chapter 100

The following five days were spent searching for, and often Ending, healing. Truthfully. Kylan hadn't been certain how he would feel by corning back to where his mother spent her sheth. He was pleasantly surprised how much he loved being here, feeling far closer to his mother's memory than perhaps he ever had.

Kylan was certain Katrina's calm, reassuring presence had a big hand in the way Kylan responded, and in the genuine peace he was able to find. Shr was patient with him. Loving Understanding. Taking everything at his pace, his comfort level. He knew she understood how much this meant to him. How special a trip like this was, and it was obvious she didn't take any single moment for granted.

With Katrina by his side, Kylan felt strong. He felt powerful, but not in a loud, boastful way. But rather a quiet, sobering way. The same way he wanted to hold Katrina, protect her from the world. From anything that could possibly dim the light, the radiance that encompassed that magical woman he was lucky, so very lucky to get to love every damn day of his life.

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"What time is our reservation?" Katrina asked, her gaze fixated on he

her hair in the bathroom mirror as the curled each piece with practiced fingers

"Ten o'clock." Kylan replied, fastening the last of the buttons of his dress shirt, tucking it into the waistline of his pants before reaching for has belt on the nearby bed. "You look beautiful, Kate. You always do," he offered, buckling his belt in place. Katrina smiled at him through her reflection, adding a halo of hairspray around her hair, ruffling, and breaking apart the ends a bit

She really did look beautiful. Perfect, in the eyes of Kylan.

Five minutes later, they walked hand in hand to a bistro not far from their hotel. The conversation flowed easily, just as it always did now, as they reflected on the memories from their trip so far.

Katrina gushed about seeing his mother's old stomping grounds, mentioning how she loved her desire to spend time nearest the water.

Kylan watched her speak; his eyes focused on her animated features with nothing but love. Love he no longer tried to keep hidden. To hide away. He didn't care if the world could see how smitten he was with this woman. He hadn't cared for a long time, if he were able to be honest with himself.

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That was delicious, Kylan. Good choice." Katrina smiled at Kylan, patung her satisfied stomach atop her tasteful, navy blue evening gown

happy you enjoyed the food." Kylan replied easily, taking hold of her hand in his. "Do you want to walk along the waterfront?" he asked her.

love to." Katrina replied, pressing herself more fully against Kylan's

the silence in the air around them. He eyed her intently, forever in awe at how much he loved being around this woman. This

downright painful, and Kylan knew how many of

the many instances in which he let her down when he allowed his demons to hold him back from what he wanted. From what he worked tirelessly to believe he was deserving of now. One thing he knew for certain without needing to ponder the notion at all, was that Katrina was deserving of everything good, pure, and so

more.

still struggled with words and likely always would. It was far easier for him to express his feelings, the depths, and intricacies of the innerworkings of his

what he really

could

father? Why is that Oscar standing next

Katrina." Kylan kept his own voice calm, smooth

roses of all colors, candles lighting the way to where Alois and Oscar stood waiting, each of them wearing a suit that Kylan had

thought his heart would be racing, his palms would be

blank.

Instead, he felt only

lining the life path that brought him here, to Katrina. And now, now he couldn't

glass of wine she partook

see you here" Her father gestured to the waterfront around her, his eyes glowing by the light

she had never seen. "Hey, kiddo.

terms with the reality that this wasn't a dream, she turned to look at Kylan with bated

breath hitched in her

go of

was still next to her,

He was kneeling

was

A small box.

small, velvet, black