Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 111

Kylan leaned back in his office chair, his fingers grazing the edge of the lighter Katrina had gifted him long ago. The memories it held were a lifeline to him-a reminder of her warmth, love, and the happiness she brought into his life. As he flicked it open and shut, the

rhythm soothed his frayed nerves, though it couldn't completely push away the lingering tension from his workload.

He pulled out a cigarette and put it against his lips. He jumped when he felt arms around his shoulders, then a familiar hand grabbed his cigarette. He hummed and said her name as her hand ran down his chest. "When did you get here? I didn't see you come in." Katrina walked around in a tight dress and sat on his lap. "Naughty husband for not noticing his wife."

"I'm sorry."

Katrina smirked with her red lips, then looked at the cigarette between her fingers. "Smoking again? I thought you quit?"

He took it from her, then put it out. "Sorry, I was just a little stressed out."

She tangled her fingers in the back of his hair and leaned closer. "I can get rid of your stress."

He smirked. "Oh yeah?"

Katrina nodded, then kissed him. "You know I can always get rid of your stress."

He nipped her lip, then deepened the kiss as his hands began to venture on her body. He frowned when her body started changing, and her hair felt different too. He pulled away and his eyes widened as he locked eyes with Isabella. He shoved her off and flew backward out of his chair. "What the f**k? Where's my wife?"

Isabella giggled and crawled closer. "What are you talking about honey? I am your wife."

Kylan opened his eyes and looked around his office in frantic. He shook his head, then sat up at his desk panting. He ruffled his hair.

"A dream?" He put his head in his hands, feeling terrible as he thought about how he dreamed of another woman and not his wife.

A knock on the door broke his reverie. He barely had time to look up before Isabella stepped in, her face polite but carrying a hint of hesitation.

"Tea, Sir," she said softly, placing the tray on his desk.

"Thanks," Kylan muttered, taking the cup. As the aroma wafted up, a small smile tugged at his lips. Katrina taught her how to make it just right. Always leaving her mark, huh?

Isabella hovered by the door, shifting slightly. "Are you feeling alright? You seem... distracted."

"I'm fine," Kylan replied curtly, not looking up. "I need to get back to work, so I'll see you later. Don't let anyone disturb me."

Isabella hesitated but nodded, retreating quietly. She sat at her table and sighed. "I worry about him so much."

Meanwhile, outside, Katrina stepped out of the lift, brimming with excitement. Today was going to be special a little surprise for the man she adored. Her day had started perfectly, with Clarence safely tucked away with her abuelo, and now Katrina had time to focus on Kylan. She smoothed her coat and adjusted her scarf as she greeted Ryan, Kylan's CFO and best friend, who looked up from his files with a warm smile.

"Morning, Mrs. Ross," he greeted.

"Morning!" Katrina chimed. "Thought I'd surprise Kylan. He's been so busy lately; he deserves a little break."

Ryan chuckled, his admiration evident. "He talked about you constantly, you know. It's always, 'My wife did this,' or 'She said that.' It's endearing."

Katrina felt her cheeks flush. "He's too sweet. I just worry sometimes. After having Clarence, I—"

"Stop right there," Ryan interrupted with a laugh. "Kylan worships the ground you walk on. I don't think there's anything in this world that could change that."

Her heart swelled at his reassurance, and she smiled at him. "If we think about it, I will always be thankful to you and Max. Because of you, two, we wouldn't be together."

Ryan smiled back as he shook his head. "Our goal was to save the company. It was always the two of you."

Katrina laughed and waved goodbye as she continued to Kylan's office. But when she arrived, Isabella blocked her path, her face taut with urgency.

she said, her

She frowned. "Why not?"

lied

flickered across her face, but Katrina didn't press further.

as

leaned out his office door and looked around, but he couldn't see anyone or Isabella. He sighed, then went

she could have seen Kylan. So, Katrina texted him saying she hoped his meeting was going well and she popped around his office to take him on a

were out on business. Was going to ask you on a date to

"Where are you now?"

building. "Just walked

in my

Katrina frowned. "What?"

me." He ruffled his hair.

her

Isabella released a breath as she returned to her desk, unaware that Kylan had already called his wife. He stepped

jumped, spinning

wasn't here?" His

didn't want

his nose. "My wife is always an exception. Next time, let her

she murmured, her cheeks

his coat and headed for the lift. He moved past his employees as he strode

spotted her standing outside, fiddling with her phone, he felt his chest tighten. The cold air kissed her cheeks, painting them a soft pink, and the coat he'd bought her

waist.

into her neck, his voice thick with

in surprise but giggled as she

down to kiss her temple. "Why

you were out," Katrina replied with a small smile. "You know outsiders shouldn't

she was just following his rules within

tilted her head. "You

furrowed eyebrows and narrowed eyes before his eyebrows

gestured to their destination. "So, shall we go

but I'd much

held his hand and laughed.

with you." He kissed her cheek and temple as they both walked.

Papa. He flew all the way here to visit his granddaughter and make sure we

for a week." He

but he

they walked hand in hand to the café, Kylan couldn't keep his eyes off Katrina. The way her hair framed her face, the

glancing up at him, "do you still love

into his arms. "What kind of question is that? Of

Katrina said softly, her

Katrina with a firm kiss, his hands cupping her face. "You've changed, yeah. Into someone even more incredible.

heart fluttered as she smiled. She pinched his cheek. "You sure you don't

is no better woman

He hugged her and kissed her face all over making Katrina giggle. "You are

you always." He let

door of the café. "Don't you dare say you

warm and cozy, a perfect contrast to the chill outside. Kylan pulled out a chair for Katrina, his lips quirking into

"let me just sit here and admire how

her eyes, but her