Lahat ng Kabanata ng LEVEL UP MY COLD CEO {MxM}: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Dream's POV The room was too quiet. The only sound came from the steady rhythm of the heart monitor beside his bed. Each beep dug deeper into my head, reminding me of the moment I had found him collapsed in the hallway, cold and pale, his body trembling like he had fought the world and lost. I hadn’t realized I’d been shouting until my throat burned from calling his name. Now, the sound of his weak breathing filled the room instead, faint but steady, like a fragile thread holding him to this world. I sat by his bedside, my elbows resting on my knees, my hands clasped so tightly they ached. He looked peaceful, almost too peaceful, his lashes resting against his skin, his lips slightly parted. But that calm was an illusion, and I knew it. I had seen the panic on his face before he collapsed, the confusion, the pain. The image refused to leave my head. The doctor had come hours ago. I barely remembered what he said because all I could think about was how lifeless Gloss had looked wh

Gloss POV Dream didn’t let me return to work the next day. Or the day after that. Or the day after that. It was almost… unsettling. The man who once lectured me about time efficiency and discipline was now standing in front of me with his arms crossed, declaring, “You’re not setting foot in the office until the doctor says you can.” I blinked up at him from the couch, wrapped in a blanket burrito, nursing a cup of tea he’d practically forced into my hands. “You’re serious?” He gave me that look, the one that could make grown executives tremble, and said, “Completely.” The system chimed softly, its voice oddly smug. [Mission Update: Observation Mode Activated.] [Objective: Observe affection levels rising.] [Hint: CEO is showing increased signs of concern.] I couldn’t help but grin. “You’re getting soft, Dream.” He shot me a glance that could curdle milk. “I’m making sure you don’t collapse again.” “Sounds soft to me.” “Gloss.” “Yes, boss?” His eyes narrowed, but I caught

Gloss POV The air was different tonight. Softer, heavier, threaded with the kind of elegance that only existed at events meant to impress people richer than everyone else in the room. The company’s anniversary gala filled the grand hall of the Skyview Tower, all glass walls and glittering chandeliers, the hum of conversations blending with the faint notes of a live jazz band in the corner. Everywhere I looked, people smiled too hard, laughed too loud, and pretended they weren’t calculating each other’s worth. I adjusted my tie, trying to blend in, though the system hadn’t exactly programmed me for fancy social navigation. Dream, on the other hand, moved through the room like it belonged to him, crisp suit, confident stride, that quiet authority that made even the most arrogant businessmen step aside. He looked untouchable tonight, standing near the center of the crowd as executives swarmed him with compliments. I stayed close but not too close, sipping my drink slowly, pretending

Gloss POV The moment I left Dream’s office, I could still feel the tension hanging in the air, heavy, sharp, and unspoken. The way he’d said ignore him had replayed in my mind at least a dozen times, and I couldn’t tell if it was a command or a plea. Either way, I wasn’t sure which one hurt more. I collapsed into my chair in the adjacent department office, rubbing my temples. The laptop screen blinked awake, and before I could even take a breath, the familiar chime of the system echoed in my head. > [DING!] Hidden Quest Unlocked: Make Dream Forget His Ex. Reward: +10 Affection Points. Penalty for Failure: -10 Confidence Points. I blinked. “What?” The words glowed across my screen in faint digital light, taunting me. The system had always been unpredictable, but this? This was petty. And yet, I felt something in my chest tighten, not annoyance, not disbelief, but the sharp spark of challenge. “Fine,” I muttered under my breath. “Challenge accepted.” If Adrian wanted to act lik

Gloss POV The night was supposed to be uneventful. I’d finished the day’s reports, showered, and crawled into bed with the smug satisfaction of someone who survived another week working under Dream. My head had barely touched the pillow when my system blinked to life, unprompted. [SYSTEM REBOOTING…] I frowned, squinting at the flickering blue screen hovering above me. “Uh, excuse me? Nobody asked you to reboot.” The words glitched, jittering like a bad TV signal. Then it started flashing random affection scores, all of them tagged under one name. [Dream: 52% → 73% → 41% → 86% → ERROR] “Okay, what the hell?” I sat up, running a hand through my hair. The numbers kept jumping wildly, like the system couldn’t decide if Dream loved me, hated me, or wanted to toss me off the building. “System,” I muttered, “are you drunk?” [System diagnostics in progress…] A long pause. Then… [NEW SIDE QUEST: Spend 24 Hours with Dream. Reward: +15 Affection Points.] I blinked. “You’re kidding.”