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?"

business," she lied smoothly, her eyes

face, but Katrina didn't press

was strained as she watched Katrina

he heard her soothing voice, so he leaned out his office door and looked around, but he couldn't see anyone or Isabella. He

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 date. Katrina

nodded. "Yeah, I did, Isabella said that you were out on business. Was going to ask you on a date

"Where are you now?"

looked up at his building. "Just walked out of your office building,

I'm in

Katrina frowned. "What?"

I'm in. Tch, I told Isabella for no one to disturb me." He ruffled his hair. "Might be my fault...

furrowed her

as she returned to her desk, unaware that Kylan had already called his wife. He stepped out of his office,

jumped, spinning

my wife I wasn't here?" His tone was

thought you didn't want to be

nose. "My wife is

Sir," she murmured, her cheeks

his employees as he strode through the lobby, not even listening to an employee

his chest tighten. The cold air kissed her cheeks, painting them a soft pink, and the coat he'd bought her fit like

waist.

into her

she turned to face him. "Kylan! You

down to kiss her temple.

were out," Katrina replied with a small smile. "You know outsiders

but he softened at the thought that she was just following his rules within the company. Just like before. "Let's go. You wanted a

tilted her head. "You really didn't remember,

before his eyebrows shot up in realization. "The

huge smile. "Yes." She turned and gestured to their destination. "So, shall we go to

but I'd much

held his hand and laughed.

her cheek and temple as they both walked. "So, where's my little

here to visit his granddaughter and make sure we go visit him one of these

for a week." He pulled

open to kissing and touching her in public but he was, it was very

keep his eyes off Katrina. The way her hair framed her face, the faint shimmer of

him, "do you still love me after all this

his arms. "What kind of question is that? Of course, I

I've changed," Katrina said softly, her voice

his hands cupping her face. "You've changed, yeah. Into someone even more incredible. Stop doubting

"You sure you don't want to trade me

no

her and kissed her face all over making Katrina

He

you." He opened the door of the café. "Don't you

Kylan pulled out a chair for Katrina, his lips quirking

"let me just sit

eyes, but her cheeks turned pink.