Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss (Kylan and Katrina)

Katrina sat at her desk, typing furiously as inspiration flowed through her. She glanced at the clock and smiled, grateful for Kylan keeping Clarence entertained so she could work. The sound of giggles followed by a squeal of laughter made her pause. She turned her head

toward the door, her curiosity piqued. The laughter continued, Kylan's deep chuckle mingling with Clarence's delighted squeals.

Katrina stood, stretching, and wandered to the doorway. Peeking out, she saw Kylan and Clarence lying on the floor, both engrossed in a lively conversation. She crouched beside them, a warm smile spreading across her face.

"What are my two favorite humans talking about?" she asked.

Kylan turned his head and grinned. "She wants more siblings, and I'm not opposed to the idea." Katrina playfully poked his cheek. "We've talked about this, Honey. Not until Clarence is older." Clarence scrambled to her feet and toddled over to her, her face lighting up. "Ma! Ma! Ma!"

She scooped her up and kissed her cheek. Settling onto the floor, she placed Clarence on her lap and handed her a toy. "As I was saying," she continued, "I want to wait until this little one is older. I know Clarence is almost five but she had just started speaking. We had to bring her to a speech specialist to help. I don't want to sound mean, but you are at work a lot so I have to look after this one when you're not home, I think it'll be hard for me to run around after two very young kids. You're amazing with her, Kylan, but two little ones might be a handful right now."

Kylan leaned over and kissed her cheek. "I get it. I just wish I were home more to make it easier."

Katrina turned her head, her lips brushing his. "We both wish for that. Clarence is not a problem and she's not fussy at all and rarely cries it's just... I'm sorry, this is not coming out right. What I mean to say is, I love being with Clarence, I love being a mum and a wife, but..."

"You missed me and so does Clarence."

Katrina looked at Kylan and nodded. "Yes."

""And Katrina wished for me to be home more."

Katrina nodded. "Yes."

"You wish you were still my assistant?" he teased, winking.

Katrina chuckled. "I do miss that job. But mostly because I want to check up on you often."

He hugged her tightly. "You were the best assistant I ever had. You know that, right?"

Just then, Kylan's work phone buzzed. He sighed, pulling away. Katrina stood and picked up Clarence. "You should answer that. Come on, baby, let's read some books."

Kylan watched them walk away, guilt settling in his chest as he answered the call. "Kylan here."

"Hello, Sir," Isabella's voice came through, bright and chipper. She was lying on her bed but when he answered, she sat up excitedly. "I'm calling to let you know that all the meetings you've planned were accepted. Everyone said yes!"

"Great news," he replied, glancing toward the living room where Katrina and Clarence were now reading together. "Thanks for letting me know."

"You're welcome. I was thinking we could celebrate with the team. Maybe drinks?"

"No, thank you. I'm not into parties."

"I'll handle the planning," she offered quickly. "Don't worry about a thing."

"I said no, Isabella." He needed to get away from her as much as he could. That dream he had, even if it was once, was too much and he couldn't let any woman invade his mind other than his two girls.

She hesitated, clearly reluctant to end the conversation. "Actually... I kind of needed this, Sir. It's been a tough day. My boyfriend dumped me and called me horrible things."

Kylan frowned. "What kind of things?"

"Oh, nothing, really. He said I'm ugly, fat, and not worth his time."

Kylan sighed heavily. He couldn't be bothered by his assistant's love life and heartbreak, but he also couldn't afford her to be distracted at work. "That guy is an *sshole. You're a lovely, intelligent woman, Isabella. Don't let him make you feel less than you are." "Thanks, Kylan," she said softly, her voice tinged with emotion.

Before he could respond, Katrina appeared in the doorway, Clarence on her hip. Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears. "We're heading outside to plant flowers. You can go and continue your meeting somewhere else."

"Honey..." he began, but she turned and left. Kylan quickly ended the call. "I've got to go, Isabella. I am not going to the party. See you at work."

Rushing outside, he found Katrina kneeling on a blanket with Clarence, planting seeds. She wiped her eyes quickly and smiled at their daughter. "It's okay, cutie. Mommy's fine."

Kylan knelt beside her. "Kate."

Katrina cleared her throat. "This is too dirty for you, so you can go sit inside or do something else."

He knelt down. "I'm sorry, but it

wasn't what it sounded like, I promise. Her boyfriend left her and called her names, bad ones, and made her feel like sh*t, so I was just making her feel better. I thought it was the right thing to do."

Katrina shrugged. "It's none of my business."

He gently cupped her face. "It is. I love you, Katrina. You're the only person who matters to me. The only one I see. I'm sorry it sounded so bad for you."

Katrina sighed. "Kylan, I said it's none of my business."

He squeezed Katrina. "Please don't be mad at me." He buried his face in the crook of her neck. "Please.

She sighed but leaned into his touch. "I've told you before, I know you'd never cheat on me ever. I know that you were trying to cheer someone up, but it did sting a little. You were never being so sweet to another person because you were always horrible to everyone," she added with a hint of a playful smile on her face.

He frowned. "I am?"

Katrina chuckled. "Except me and Clarence of course."

"I'm sorry," he said earnestly. "Please don't be upset."

She smiled at him. "I'm not. Let's move on, okay?"

Kylan glanced at Clarence, who was happily clapping her hands. "She really likes gardening with you."

Katrina smiled. "She does. Hey, actually, you should keep an eye on this little muffin here."

Kylan shifted onto Clarence's blanket, then he lifted his son up and sat him on his lap. "I can handle this troublemaker."

"Good." Kylan watched Katrina, then leaned down to Clarence.

He lifted their daughter onto his lap. "Isn't your mom the prettiest?"

Clarence clapped again. "Priddy!"

Katrina laughed, her heart lightening. "Daddy's just trying to earn points."

Kylan leaned closer. "I love you."

She grinned. "I love you too."

He kissed her cheek. "I really, really love you."

Katrina took her gardening gloves off, then cupped Kylan's face and kissed him. She smiled, and then cupped Clarence's little face and peppered her face with kisses. "I love you both so much." Kylan went to speak, but Katrina pointed at him. "No more Kylan. I'm okay, I really am."

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Katrina smiled and shrugged. "Well, I think that has to do with me personally. You know how bad I think of myself, so that's nothing to do with you. I'll fix it on my own."

Kylan watched her, his heart full. "No, no, I'll help." He bounced Clarence on his lap. "We'll fix everything together. As a family."

Katrina nodded. "Perfect."

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Meanwhile, Isabella was fuming as she walked back and forth in her room. She bit her nail furiously, her hands shaking. "Katrina, you b*tch," she said in a low voice. "What did you do to my Kylan for him to be so enamored with you?"

Her mind went back to the scene of Katrina sitting on Kylan's lap back in his office. She kicked the air and stomped her feet as she proceeded to scream. "I hate you! I hate you, Katrina! Who the hell are you?!" She panted. "I will get Kylan no matter what. You'll see."