Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 103

Chapter 103

Chapter 103

The pillow. It had to be the pillow, Katrina wasn't used to how soft it was. That had to be it. Or maybe it was the sound of the wind ourside? Maybe it was too dark in the room?

Hrally, she knew the reason she was tossing and turning incessantly, was because she was in bed alone. She wasn't used to being alone. She was accustomed to Rylan practically smothering her at night with his legs and arms wrapped around her securely. He always insisted on being as close to her as possible, even when she protested. He knew she actually loved it, and that she craved the attention

from him.

But tonight Tonight, he demanded them both have their own rooms. He wanted to be traditional and not see her again until she was walking down. the aisle.

She thought it was ridiculous. A completely silly superstition that she didn't need to entertain. But Kylin wanted to do this right, he said.

So here she was, tossing and turning Uncomfortable and cold. Alone and annoyed.

She hadn't seen kylan all day. Going on twelve hours, to be exXCE

Aaron and Maine had kept she busy, and her dad did, too. But it wasn't the same. It wasn't enough.

She was about to get married. To Kylan. To the man she never thought she would be marrying, and the man marry, all along.

man that it

it only made sense for her to

e for he

She huffed, fluffing the pillow beneath her head again. She stared up at the ceiling for a moment. nightstand. blinking against the brightness of the screen before unlocking it moment, and then she grabbed her phone from off her

"I don't like this. I need your arms around me to sleep, she texted.

You be fine for one night," he replied.

She rolled her eyes, turning on her side to pout at her phone.

Tm not fine. I need you with me. This is silly."

"Go to deep, Katrina, I told you not to message me."

"Are she saying you don't miss me?"

"Heaven's sake. Of course, I miss you."

Then come here"

hours. Try and get some sleep, okay? We have a big day of socializing with way too many effing

you want to marry me? Maybe you don't really miss me. You won't

you're being ridiculous.

her

before tossing it somewhere on the bed, huffing and squeezing her eyes

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least somewhere in between, because when she felt a pair of warm armas encircle her from behind, she jolted

mehed, her hands coming

to be comfortable again his familiar warmth. "What about tradition?" she

tradition Go to sleep.

back to sleep, bet mind and body relaxing

"I love you."

when she thought of her wedding day. When she dreamed of walking down a flower laced aisle, her Lanaly

lining either sade, and a groom dressed to

down that same aisle, her arm

be like that day, or what the venue would

Her thoughts weren't different, weren't surprising. Even the fake

was unique, was

Oscar and

together, one strong man on

in New Zealand, where green and all things lush,

the front row of the all

she walk.

To Kylan.

man that knew her. That loved her. That housed her

nerves, no hesitation, no sense of foreboding or

only peace.

in the third row, a smile on his face just like he promised, his hand clasped tightly in

noticed his questioning gaze filled with love return

her family. Not her friends. Not the weather, after

Just hum..

she reached him, when her father and Oscar let go of her with a hug and a kiss to her cheeks, she still smiled at him. And then she

his mint, his Kylan smell. And she felt complete. Whole in a way she

and she

officiating minister spoke. She hardly listened. Hardly

Her best friend,

in the sunlight, the grey of

heard her own voice when she spoke her

of her, and he took out a piece of paper from his suit pocket that was folded four times, and he opened the edges and

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