LEVEL UP MY COLD CEO {MxM}
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My heart was pounding, my system blaring faintly in the background, alerting me to the emotional intensity of the moment.
“Adrian,” I said, my voice low, cold, and unwavering, “I choose him.”
The words hung in the air, heavier than any deal, heavier than any empire. He blinked once, incredulous, and then laughed, a low, mocking sound that didn’t touch me. I didn’t flinch. I didn’t doubt.
“I choose Gloss,” I repeated, louder this time, letting the full weight of my decision sink into the room. “Not money, not power, not fear. I choose him. Every single time. No argument. No negotiation. No loopholes. Him. Always him.”
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