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CHAPTER 77: MISSION REBOOT.
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LEVEL UP MY COLD CEO {MxM} CHAPTER 80: BOUND EMOTIONS.
Dream's POV The connection between us wasn’t something visible, but I could feel it like a thread tugging at the edge of my chest. It started subtle, a flutter, a buzz whenever Gloss smiled, but it grew heavier with each passing day, as if the air itself carried his emotions and pressed them against me. The system’s “soul link” had bound us together more tightly than I had expected, and I didn’t know whether to call it a miracle or a curse. Every time he laughed, warmth rippled through me. When he frowned, I felt a pull in my ribs, a sharp ache like guilt and confusion mixed. At first, I thought I was imagining it, but then it happened again, and again, until I couldn’t deny it anymore, his emotions were my emotions, and mine were his. We’d been trying to adjust, pretending it was fine, pretending it didn’t affect how we worked, how we looked at each other. But it did. It affected everything. It was during a quiet morning meeting that I first noticed how impossible it had become
LEVEL UP MY COLD CEO {MxM} CHAPTER 79: SOUL LINK.
Gloss POV At first, I thought “Soul Link” sounded poetic, maybe even romantic in a dramatic kind of way. But I was wrong. It’s not poetic. It’s chaos. Imagine waking up and feeling someone else’s headache, or feeling your chest tighten because someone across the room is stressed out. That’s what it’s like now. Every time Dream feels something, I feel it too, and vice versa. When the system first synced us, it didn’t explain much. Just a brief flicker of text across my vision: “Emotional synchronization complete.” That’s it. No manual. No off switch. Just me, tied to Dream like we share a single heartbeat. The morning after, I realized just how deep the connection went. He was in his office, probably working through one of his insane deadlines, and I was sitting in the kitchen, trying to eat cereal in peace. Suddenly, I felt it, a sharp jolt of irritation, like caffeine and fire mixed together. My spoon froze halfway to my mouth. “Dream?” I called out. He didn’t answer. The
LEVEL UP MY COLD CEO {MxM} CHAPTER 78: BACK FROM THE DEAD.
Dream's POV When you’ve seen someone die in your arms, watched the light fade from their eyes, and felt the cold settle into their skin, you don’t believe it when they come back. No matter how real it looks, your brain refuses to accept it. It tells you it’s a glitch, a dream, a cruel loop from a system that loves to play god. That’s where I am now, standing in my own living room, still holding Gloss, still feeling his heartbeat against my chest, and still not believing a damn second of it. He feels too warm, too alive. His pulse beats steady under my fingers, his breathing syncs with mine. I’ve spent days haunted by his absence, nights talking to shadows, imagining the echo of his voice in the silence. And now he’s here. Laughing. Smiling. His eyes, bright and familiar, look at me like I’m the only real thing in the room. It’s wrong. It’s beautiful. It’s impossible. I pull away slightly, just enough to look at him. He looks exactly the same, messy hair, faint scar on his jaw, t
LEVEL UP MY COLD CEO {MxM} CHAPTER 77: MISSION REBOOT.
Gloss POV When I wake, the world feels too quiet, like someone pressed pause on everything except the slow, steady beat in my chest. My eyelids feel heavy, my body weightless, as if I’m suspended between sleep and something else. It takes me a moment to realize I’m lying on soft sheets that smell faintly like cedar and static. My fingers twitch against the fabric. It’s warm. Real. I blink slowly, the light spilling through the floor-to-ceiling windows pulling me back into focus. I know this room. The sleek architecture, the glass walls, the sound of city life humming faintly below. Dream’s penthouse. But why am I here? The last thing I remember is the system’s scream, a blinding light, and the cold weight of nothing. I remember choosing to let him remember me, and then the sound of my heartbeat slipping away. So why am I breathing now? My fingers grip the edge of the blanket. The surface under me hums softly, as if alive. The faint buzz of the system’s energy signature ripples th
LEVEL UP MY COLD CEO {MxM} CHAPTER 76: THE RESTART.
Dream's POV The days that followed blurred into one another, long stretches of silence, cold air, and the dull hum of machines that no longer meant anything. Hospitals had a way of erasing sound. The walls swallowed grief, the halls muffled it. Every echo felt too soft, too controlled, like sorrow was something sterile. They’d told me he was gone before I could even comprehend the words. The monitors had gone still, the room had gone quiet, and I’d screamed until my voice broke. They had to pull me away. I’d begged the system to reverse it, to fix it, to bring him back. But the system had gone silent too, nothing but a blank screen. Now, I stood in front of his grave, the world gray and too still around me. It was a simple stone. He would’ve hated anything elaborate. The engraving read only his name, the dates, and a small line I’d chosen myself. “He stayed until the end.” I hadn’t cried since that day. My tears had dried out somewhere between the hospital and the funeral. I’d
LEVEL UP MY COLD CEO {MxM} CHAPTER 75: HEART RESET.
Gloss POV Darkness pressed against me like water. Thick, heavy, infinite. I couldn’t tell if I was floating or falling. My body felt weightless, my mind barely tethered to anything real. Somewhere far away, I thought I heard my name, faint, distant, distorted. Dream’s voice. But it sounded like it was coming from underwater, muffled and fading with every passing second. Then, silence. I tried to move, to speak, to breathe, but there was no air, no gravity, no body. Just me, drifting through black nothingness. For a moment, I thought I was dead. Maybe I was. The purge. The flash. The pain. The way his hands tried to hold me as the system tore me apart. It all came back in fragments. I should have been gone. I was gone. But something still held me here. A faint pulse stirred around me, almost like a heartbeat, but mechanical, rhythmic, steady. Then, slowly, faint strands of light appeared, weaving through the dark, thin golden codes, moving like veins. They pulsed in sync with
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