Chapter: CHAPTER 207: EPILOGUE 2 (LIFE'S CRUEL GAMBIT).The Narrator's POV Life is a strange, merciless thing. It moves forward with a kind of relentless, unfeeling momentum, never pausing to consider whether we are ready for what comes next. One moment, you are laughing in the sunlight, hand in hand with the person who makes your soul feel alive, and the next, you are standing in silence, clutching the shattered pieces of your heart. It happens so suddenly, so violently, that you almost cannot comprehend it. Noah’s story is one we have heard countless times before, though rarely in such vivid, heartbreaking detail. A story of love discovered, nurtured, and then ripped away by the cruel, unrelenting tide of reality. For Noah, Adrian was not just a man. He was a home, a safe harbor in a storm-tossed world, the promise of a future where joy could flourish. Adrian was his confidant, his protector, his anchor when the weight of life threatened to drag him under. Their love burned bright and fierce, the kind of love that made Noah believe
Last Updated: 2025-09-30
Chapter: CHAPTER 206: AWAKENING.Noah's POV My body jerked violently as the blinding light swallowed everything. I felt myself falling, weightless and suspended in nothingness, like my entire being was unraveling thread by thread. Adrian’s voice was the last thing I heard, echoing through the void, his desperate cry tearing through me. Then, silence. When my eyes fluttered open, darkness greeted me. Heavy, suffocating darkness. My chest rose and fell in frantic, uneven breaths as I tried to understand where I was. My sheets clung to my skin, damp with sweat, my heart pounding so hard it hurt. For a moment, I couldn’t move. My limbs felt like they didn’t belong to me, like I’d been dropped back into a body I hadn’t worn in years. Slowly, my gaze adjusted to the dim light filtering through the curtains, and recognition struck me like a cruel blow. My room. The peeling paint on the ceiling, the faint hum of the radiator, the stack of half-read books on my nightstand, it was all painfully, achingly familiar.
Last Updated: 2025-09-30
Chapter: CHAPTER 205: THE CHOICE BETWEEN DREAMS AND TRUTHS.Noah's POV My breath came in ragged gasps as Adrian’s plea echoed through the trembling air. The hallway around me wavered like smoke, the edges of the world flickering as though it were a fragile painting about to be torn apart. I clutched the doorknob, my hand trembling so violently I could barely keep hold of it. Adrian stood only a few feet away, his chest rising and falling with frantic breaths. His beautiful face, usually so calm and controlled, was raw with fear. His hands were outstretched toward me, not daring to touch, as if even that would shatter the fragile space we stood in. “Don’t,” he whispered again, his voice breaking. “Please, Noah. Don’t open it.” I stared at him, my heart splitting in two. Every instinct screamed at me to run into his arms, to let him hold me, to forget this door even existed. But the questions clawed at me, relentless and unyielding. “What’s behind it?” My voice trembled. “Why won’t you tell me?” Adrian’s lips parted, but no words ca
Last Updated: 2025-09-30
Chapter: CHAPTER 204: CRACKS IN THE ILLUSION.Noah's POV The days passed in a blur of perfect moments, so flawless it almost hurt to breathe. Adrian and I lived as if the world belonged only to us. Every morning, I woke to his arms around me, his lips brushing my skin as he whispered sweet words that made my heart flutter. We walked hand in hand through meadows, shared laughter over candlelit dinners, and fell asleep beneath a sky full of stars that seemed painted just for us.It should have been enough.It was everything I’d ever wanted, everything I thought I’d never have again. But as the days slipped by, a strange unease began to creep in. At first, I ignored it. I told myself I was imagining things, that my mind was playing tricks on me because I wasn’t used to peace like this.But then the little cracks began to show.One morning, as Adrian handed me a cup of coffee, he said, “For you, love,” with that soft smile I adored. I kissed him, took the cup, and sat down at the table. Moments later, he turned to me again, same exp
Last Updated: 2025-09-29
Chapter: CHAPTER 203: THE LIFE WE COULD HAVE HAD.Noah's POV When I woke, sunlight poured through the window, warm and golden, wrapping me in a cocoon of comfort. For a moment, I stayed perfectly still, my eyes closed, listening to the rhythmic sound of Adrian’s breathing beside me. His arm was draped over my waist, his fingers lightly tracing lazy patterns on my skin. My heart swelled at the simple intimacy of it, my lips curving into a soft smile as the realization settled in: he was here, alive, with me.This was what I had always wanted. No alarms blaring in the middle of the night, no weapons stashed under the bed, no shadow of danger waiting just beyond our door. There was no need to constantly watch our backs or wonder who might be lurking in the dark. Just Adrian and me, safe and together.I turned in his arms, drinking in the sight of his face. His lashes fluttered as he slowly opened his eyes, a sleepy grin spreading across his lips when he saw me watching.“Good morning,” he murmured, his voice husky with sleep. He presse
Last Updated: 2025-09-29
Chapter: CHAPTER 202: A WORD WITHOUT PAIN.This is a spin off of the book, showcasing what grief does to us and how it can change and affect our lives, and mental stability. > Noah's POV I woke to the soft warmth of sunlight streaming through sheer curtains, its glow spreading across my face like a gentle touch. For a moment, I stayed perfectly still, my mind blank and heavy, as if waking from a deep, dreamless sleep. The air was sweet, carrying the scent of wildflowers and salt, and somewhere nearby I could hear the low, rhythmic murmur of waves. It was unlike any morning I had ever known, too perfect, too still. Slowly, I opened my eyes, and my breath caught in my throat. I wasn’t in my apartment. I wasn’t in the safe house or in any place I recognized. I lay on a bed far larger than mine, covered in pale linen sheets that shimmered like water under sunlight. The room itself looked like it had been carved out of a dream. Pale stone walls glowed warmly, sunlight reflecting off them like liquid gold. Beyond the open win
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Chapter: CHAPTER 136: TROUBLE RETURNS.Gloss POV I should have known peace never lasted long around Dream. Not with my system. Not with his temper. And definitely not with Adrian slithering around in the shadows like a snake who refused to stay stepped on. The morning had started too normally, dangerously normally. I came into the office early, coffee in hand, system humming like a lazy cat in the sun. The hallway lights weren’t flickering. Nobody was crying. No intern was running for their life. Even the air conditioner worked. My keyboard didn’t jam. My chair didn’t squeak like it was possessed. Everything was suspiciously perfect. I sat down, took a sip of coffee, and sighed. For once, I wasn’t jittery. I wasn’t panicking. I wasn’t plotting an escape route through the vents. Yesterday’s chaos had actually ended well, miraculously well. Dream had apologized. Not a half-hearted “fine, whatever” apology. A real one. Soft voice. Genuine eyes. Fingers that brushed my wrist like he needed to feel me breathe. A
Last Updated: 2025-12-24
Chapter: CHAPTER 135: THE APOLOGY MISSION.Gloss POV The moment Dream slammed his hand on the desk yesterday, something in me shifted. My pulse was still jogging from the memory, my brain replaying the possessive words like some insidious loop. Because you’re mine. I didn’t respond. I hadn’t responded. And today, my system decided to escalate things further. System Quest: “Make Dream apologize properly.” I froze mid-coffee stir. The mug trembled in my hand. Make him apologize properly? After everything he’d done? After slamming a desk, after acting like a jealous lunatic while I was just trying to exist in a normal office environment? Yeah, right. I scowled at the floating interface. “Nope. Absolutely not. This is ridiculous. I’m not doing it.” SYSTEM: Mission active. Affection potential high. Failure penalized. I muttered something unflattering under my breath, nearly choking on my drink. Affection potential? High? Was the system serious? Dream had already admitted he was mine, whatever that was supposed to mean, and n
Last Updated: 2025-12-24
Chapter: CHAPTER 134: THE CEO'S JEALOUSY.Dream's POV I didn’t like the way Gloss walked into the office that morning. Not because he looked different, but because he looked… happy. Suspiciously happy. Suspiciously relaxed. Suspiciously at peace for someone who almost set the entire summit on fire the day before by diving into the mess Adrian created. He hummed. Gloss never hummed. He took his seat on the couch across from my desk, scrolling through his tablet, lips curled into this stupid soft smile that punched me directly in the chest. I tried to focus on my emails, but his smile kept dragging my attention away. I’d answer one message, glance at him, answer another, glance again. Before long, I wasn’t reading anything. I was watching him. Watching the way he pushed his hair back. Watching the way he bit his lip while typing. Watching the way he giggled at something the system probably whispered in his ear. And then my chest tightened, slowly, firmly, like an invisible hand was twisting something inside it. I w
Last Updated: 2025-12-23
Chapter: CHAPTER 133: SYSTEM UPGRADE.Gloss POV The moment Adrian was dragged out of the conference hall, the entire atmosphere shifted. Investors loosened their ties, staff members whispered with relieved expressions, and the tension that had been hovering over the summit finally cracked. Dream stood beside me, posture straight, face composed, but I could tell from the way his shoulders dropped that he’d been holding the weight of that confrontation in silence. People gave him cautious nods, hesitant praise, relieved smiles. A few tried to approach him, thanking him for “clarifying the situation,” pretending like they hadn’t almost believed Adrian’s staged disaster. Dream ignored most of them. His only focus was stabilizing the last few minutes of the summit and escorting me out of the mess. I lingered close, not only because the room was filled with people who had probably printed lies about me last week, but also because my system, traitor that it was, kept blinking warnings and notifications like a billionaire’s ve
Last Updated: 2025-12-23
Chapter: CHAPTER 132: THE MEETING DISASTER.Dream's POV Gloss would never admit it, but waking up with him tangled against me had done something to my mind. I could still feel the warmth of him on my chest long after he scrambled away and tried to pretend it meant nothing. He stuttered through excuses and blamed gravity, the mattress, the weather, the alignment of planets, anything but himself. I let him talk. It was easier than pointing out the obvious, which was that I had been the one holding him. We had no time to process any of it. The summit resumed early, and I slipped into work mode, pushing aside the way his hair had brushed my chin and the soft shock in his eyes when he realized how close we had been. Gloss followed me into the meeting hall, trying to act unaffected but failing miserably every time our shoulders brushed. The resort had turned its largest ballroom into a corporate battlefield. CEOs, board members and partners filled the room with their polished suits and strained smiles. The air smelled faintly of c
Last Updated: 2025-12-22
Chapter: CHAPTER 131: MORNING CONFUSION.Gloss POV I woke up warm. Too warm. Too… held. For a few hazy seconds, I thought the resort’s blankets had come alive in the night and wrapped around me. My face was buried in something solid, warm, steady. My legs were tangled with something heavier than a duvet, and my arm rested across something firm, like a very expensive, very well-built pillow. Then the pillow shifted. My brain snapped awake so fast I nearly dislocated something. My eyes flew open, and I found myself lying half on top of Dream. My cheek was pressed against his chest, his bare chest, because at some point last night, the man had clearly lost respect for buttons and physics. His arm was around me, comfortably, like it had always belonged there. His other hand rested near my waist, fingers gently curled, like he’d been guarding me while unconscious. I froze. Completely. My heartbeat thudded loud enough to echo. I didn’t breathe. I didn’t blink. I didn’t move. I didn’t even live anymore. This was a spiritu
Last Updated: 2025-12-22
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