Transmigrated Into A Doomsday Book: I Teamed Up With My Boss
ContemporaryDramaFirst-Person POVCEODominantProtectiveApocalypseMxMSecret Love
"Damn!"
I slammed the novel shut, glaring at the tragic ending. "If I were Noah, I'd dump that useless family, drain my own accounts before they could touch another cent, and cling to that billionaire boss of his like my life depended on it. Because, hello? THE WORLD IS LITERALLY ENDING!"
Then I went to sleep. And woke up as Noah. The doomed protagonist from the very novel I'd just finished reading.
The good news? I know the plot. I have ninety days before the apocalypse begins, a wealthy CEO who can afford to build us a fortress, and a second chance to avoid freezing to death in a miserable community shelter.
The bad news? My adoptive family is batshit crazy, my younger brother is acting suspiciously, and the weather is already going haywire.
Oh, and my billionaire boss?
He's terrifyingly handsome, ridiculously possessive, and apparently has a soft spot for his employee.
Now, I have a stronghold to build, an apocalypse to survive, a suspicious brother to investigate, and a domineering CEO who looks at me like I'm his most precious possession.
Honestly, I'm not complaining about the last part.
At least if the world ends, I'll be freezing in a very handsome man's arms.
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Chapter: We're LeavingNoah's POVHis eyes swept across the room before finally settling on me. He stepped forward, seemingly unfazed by the tension in the air."I forgot to confirm the time for tomorrow's inspection. And I don't have your number."My adoptive father hurried towards him, eagerly extending a hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Sinclair."Josh Sinclair's reputation was formidable enough that even people who had never met him knew better than to provoke him casually.My family might have considered me their personal source of income, but they weren't stupid enough to assume they could challenge a man like Josh without consequences.Josh stared at him blankly, his hands remaining tucked into his pockets.My father's extended hand hung awkwardly between them. His welcoming smile faltered when Josh made no effort to acknowledge it."Is there a problem here?" Josh asked.His voice was calm, but there was something about his expression that made it difficult to mistake the question for casual c
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Chapter: Stockpiling For What?Noah's POV"Noah! You ungrateful little wretch!" My mother's shrill voice blasted through the receiver, forcing me to pull the phone away from my ear. I stepped into the elevator."How dare you lock your father and me out of the family accounts? Do you have any idea how embarrassing it was when your father's card was declined at the checkout counter?"I closed my eyes and sighed. Of course. They couldn't reach me through their usual numbers, so they'd found another number to use. I wasn't interested in listening to her complaints."I'm hanging up.""Don't you dare!" my father bellowed in the background. "You ungrateful brat! You'd better get your ass back home right now! You owe us an apology, and you're going to restore our access to those accounts immediately. And what about the delivery waiting at our door? Who's going to pay for that?"I stared at the phone. Was this man hearing himself?They'd spent years treating Noah's earnings as their personal fortune, and now they were furi
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Chapter: The Billionaire's BunkerNoah's POVStepping out of the elevator onto the executive floor, I walked across plush carpeting that swallowed the sound of my footsteps. The receptionist looked up from her desk. Her eyes widened when she recognized me. "Noah?"I offered her a polite smile."What are you doing here?" she asked, glancing at the laptop on her desk. "Today is Friday! It's your official day off.""I need to see Mr. Sinclair. It's urgent."Her expression immediately turned uncertain. "Oh, but he's preparing for a private meeting, and I really should inform him before...""I understand, but this can't wait until Monday."Before she could finish, I headed toward the frosted glass doors leading to the executive offices."Mr. Harper, wait!" I heard her chair scrape against the floor, but I didn't stop. I had ninety days to prepare for an apocalypse. I couldn't afford to waste precious time waiting for an appointment.The corridor leading to Josh Sinclair's private office was deserted. I walked straight to
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Chapter: Hunting Down The BillionaireNoah's POVI stared at the digital interface blinking at the edge of my vision as an unfamiliar calm settled over me.If this was a survival game, I wasn't about to spend my first three months playing the role of a tragic sacrificial lamb.I'd read the novel. I knew what happened to Noah, and I had absolutely no intention of sharing his fate.My smartphone buzzed against the marble surface of the desk. I picked it up, glancing at the caller ID flashing across the screen.Brother Ethan.According to the novel, whenever Noah's younger brother called, it was to demand money, new gadgets or another expensive trip Noah needed to fund. The younger brother was currently a college student, and the entire family treated his education as Noah's personal responsibility. Tuition, accommodation, living expenses—if it concerned their precious biological son, Noah was expected to pay for it.I swiped to answer."Noah! Finally, you picked up!" Ethan barked before I could even draw breath. "Where the
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Chapter: I Am Noah?Noah's POVThe breath tearing from my lungs felt like shards of glass scraping their way down my throat. I curled tighter against the frozen brick wall of the community shelter, shivering so violently that my teeth threatened to crack against one another.Around me stretched a white wasteland of ice and snow. The world had been dying for two years, and the weather apocalypse showed no signs of mercy.My mother had thrown me out of the house an hour ago, slamming the door with an expression of disgust. But it was my father's parting words that hurt more than the cold."Take that, you ungrateful leech," he sneered, tossing my last can of expired beans into the snow at my feet. "We only adopted you because your mother couldn't have children. We kept you around because we needed someone to help with the bills. Now that we have our own son, we don't need you anymore. Go freeze somewhere else."Adopted. Squeezed out of every value. Then discarded.For years, I had worked myself sick trying
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