Dream's POV Gloss was still smiling when the words left his lips. “A kiss,” he’d said so casually, so playfully, that for a second I thought I misheard him. But no, he meant it. That was his idea of a reward. And maybe, for a heartbeat, I wanted to give it. He stood there waiting, eyes wide and teasing, mouth slightly parted as if daring me to move closer. I didn’t even realize I’d leaned in until I caught the faint scent of his cologne, sweet but grounded, wrapping itself around me like a quiet temptation. For a split second, time stilled. The faint hum of the city faded, the lights around my penthouse dimmed against the reflection in his eyes. Then, clarity hit like a cold rush. I stopped just short of his lips, my breath brushing against his skin. Gloss didn’t move. He blinked once, slowly, and whispered, “So… this is how CEOs pay out bonuses now?” I exhaled sharply and stepped back, trying to ignore the way my pulse jumped. “That’s not funny.” “It was a little funny,” he sa
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