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CHAPTER 82: PUBLIC REVEAL.
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LEVEL UP MY COLD CEO {MxM} CHAPTER 82: PUBLIC REVEAL.
Dream's POV It started with a headline. “CEO and Secretary Spotted Leaving Penthouse Together at Dawn.” There was even a picture, blurry, but unmistakably us. Gloss had been half-asleep, wearing my oversized hoodie, while I looked like someone who hadn’t slept in days. Which was true. Unfortunately, the world didn’t care about context. By the time I reached the office, chaos had already taken over. The lobby was crawling with reporters, microphones flashing like weapons. My assistant tried to block them as I walked through, but the questions came flying from every direction. “Mr. Dream! Is it true you’re in a relationship with your secretary?” “Were you together last night at your penthouse?” “Is this why the company canceled the investor’s dinner?” I ignored them, pushing through until the elevator doors slid shut. The silence inside was a relief, cold, sterile, temporary. When I reached my floor, Gloss was already waiting in my office, sitting at my desk like he owned the
LEVEL UP MY COLD CEO {MxM} CHAPTER 81: FORCED PROXIMITY.
Gloss POV I never thought my life would come to this, standing at the edge of Dream’s ridiculously huge bed while the system blared in my head like an overenthusiastic wedding planner. [System Notification: To maintain emotional stability and synchronization, hosts must share sleeping quarters. Proximity improves balance by 73%.] I blinked at the message, rereading it three times, hoping it would magically change into something less humiliating. It didn’t. Dream, of course, was already unbuttoning his cufflinks, completely unfazed. “You heard the system,” he said calmly, as if the universe hadn’t just forced us into some cosmic sleepover. “I heard,” I muttered, still clutching my pillow like it was a lifeline. “Doesn’t mean I agree.” “You don’t have to agree,” he replied without looking up, his voice low and deliberate. “You just have to follow orders.” “Orders? Oh please,” I said, rolling my eyes. “You’re enjoying this.” He glanced at me then, a faint smirk pulling at his lip
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
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