Life is not exactly easy for Yuki Roman. With his ailing grandfather to look after, a pile of bills to pay, and rejection after rejection in the job market, desperation gets the better of him and drives him to try an unorthodox approach—dressing up as a woman to get a job at CreedX Technologies. Enter Creed Malcolm, the ruthless, acid-tongued billionaire CEO who doesn't accept defeat. Unknown to him, his newest "employee" is different from the rest. Yuki's razor-sharp intellect, limitless optimism, and unbreakable spirit begin to dismantle the walls Creed has taken a lifetime to construct. But when secrets are exposed and loyalties are tried, their lives are turned upside down. As Creed battles his own identity and feelings, Yuki has to decide if love is worth surrendering everything—even his carefully constructed lies. Will deception ruin their chance at happiness, or will love be the greatest truth? A steamy, heartwarming romance where opposites attract, secrets clash, and love changes everything.
View MoreZara's POV I opened the door and was greeted at once with the reek of smoke, cheap alcohol, and some pungent unknownness. The room was dimly lit with mismatched sofas, flashing screens, bent heads over keyboards, and billows of smoke suspended in mid-air.People in hoodies, ripped jeans, half of whom had tattoos crawling up their necks and faces, all scowling through the fog at their screens like vultures over a carcass.God, this place is vile.I straightened my shoulders, clinging to what was left of my dignity. I didn't want to be inhaling this air for more than a decade."Looking for someone, sweetheart?" a greasy-eyed man with a lip ring sneered from the corner."I need Zed."I was crisp and icy in tone.A hum ran over the tables around us. A few of them looked at one another before one of them pointed down the back. "Booth twelve."I strode across tangled wires and trash-covered soda cans, heels clicking on the filthy floor, hating every second.There, in the corner booth, sat
ZARA'S POVI was done waiting.Done sitting in my bedroom like some lovesick goof while the entire world went on as if all was right with the world. Done listening to my mother's stage-whisper motivational speeches and my friends' babying phone calls. Done watching Creed just sort of go on like I had meant nothing to him.He ended the engagement like a business. Like nothing was important.And nobody batted an eye.But I did.Couldn't. Wouldn't.So I grabbed my bag, put on my best coat — the one Creed'd always say made me look "like trouble in heels" — and out the door I went. I wasn't really sure what I'd do until I was standing in front of the tall glass building with CREED X TECHNOLOGIES in silver letters above the door.I took a deep breath.Today wouldn't be about crying.It wouldn't be memories.It would be about regaining control."Good morning, Miss Zara," the receptionist chirped, clearly taken aback to see me.I smiled, as if I didn't care about the covert glances people th
CREED'S POVJanuary 9th. Monday. The type of Monday that tasted of regret and cold coffee, eating at the back of my mind.The holidays were a blur—Zara's silence, my guilt, YuYu's kiss.God, YuYu.I had not heard from Zara for two weeks. Nothing. No text, even a suggestion that one was on its way. She was done trying, and truthfully? I didn't blame her one bit. I led her on, made her believe there was a chance when there wasn't. I gave her hope there was something left when I knew already I'd given what little I had to someone else—or at least, whatever remained of it.It was my fault. I shouldn't have treated her like that. Zara wasn't just some girl I'd once loved—she was a friend. A damn good one. Seeing someone like her get hurt… killed something within me.And now I was going to do the same to YuYu.Except this was worse. Because I didn't just lead YuYu on—I wanted her. I missed her. I yearned for her in a way that was irrational and all-consuming. I hadn't seen her in weeks eith
Yuki's POV"Stop rolling over, hell, Yuki!"I froze in mid-roll, legs trapped in my satin penguin pajamas, rosy bonnet cocked drunkenly. Lily glared at me from across my bed like she was going to strangle me with her peppermint candy cane socks."What's wrong with you?" she snarled, tugging her blanket around her neck.I hesitated, then exhaled dramatically. "Okay, so like—don't freak out—but Creed asked me on a date."Lily blinked. "What?"I flopped onto my side, curling my fists under my face like a Disney princess in peril. "He asked me. Like, in words. Actual ones. Not a joke. I hope."Lily sat up slowly, her eyes narrowed at me like she was trying to stare through my soul. "Wait. When?""Last night. We were washing the dishes. He had this whole warm, sleepy face, and then—bam, 'Go out with me on a date, Miss Roman.' Like that."She glared at me. "And what did you reply?"I laughed. "I said something just absolutely precious like, 'Let's just say I came prepared.'"Lily shook her
Creed's POVThey pulled out a board game. Something ridiculous. I didn't know how to play, and I didn't care to learn. It was enough to just watch. Yu-yu and Lily cheated brazenly, insulted each other with sugar-coated words, and passed the wine back and forth between them like they were having a teen slumber party.And me?I felt like an extraterrestrial. A very pretty, isolated extraterrestrial with icy hands and icier thoughts. But Yu-yu was always looking over. She'd flick me a glance every so often that read, you're here, you're important, and I wanted to punch my head into the closest available wall for how much I needed that glance.Dinner came soon after. The table was tiny and cramped. Roman sat like a king in his fuzzy slippers, and Suzu sat next to him, her tail wagging whenever she was given a treat on the floor.This is the kind of meal that should be followed by a public holiday afterward," Yu-yu stated as she filled her plate with stuffing. "I think work should never op
Yuki's pov I brought out the chocolate milk and put everything on the table, trying to keep things from getting any more uncomfortable with Creed. He sat back down, his back straight as ever, but his eyes continually flitting back to me.The snow continued to fall outside, thick and persistent, and I couldn't help but wonder how he was managing the chill. But it was Christmas Eve, and I wasn't going to let things be spoiled. Not now, not after everything.I handed him a cup of hot chocolate and sat beside him. "So, one cookie bite, one sip of chocolate milk. That's the rule. And we've been doing it since I was a kid. My mom—" I caught myself, the words spilling out before I could stop them. "She liked chocolate milk. She could drink three tons of it. We'd sit here, just like this, and discuss anything and everything."I gazed at the mug in my hands, and there was a strange weight in my chest. "We miss you, Muk," I murmured softly, my voice hardly audible.It was bitter and sweet. Chr
Yuki's povI blinked. Creed, standing there, unchanging—tall, broad, serious-faced— unmistakably handsome,but his normal glacial mask more temperate now. I looked at the small box he handed me, wrapped in plain silver paper, a foil to my brashly colorful clothing. He spoke no other words; merely stood, his gaze never wavered from mine.For a moment, I was taken aback, unsure what to say. This wasn't me. This wasn't a normal conversation.I hesitated in reaching for the box, the weight resting in my hands. "You. got me a gift?" I asked quietly.He nodded, his gaze still locked on me, regarding me with an intensity that I couldn't explain. "Of course," he said, the tone of his voice and unspoken promise."I—Thanks," I panted, a smile tugging at my mouth, the warmth of the box in my hand.Creed nodded slightly, his face impassive as ever. But there was something about his eyes. Something I couldn't name,but have been occuring for the last few days He had that looked when we were at the
Yuki's POVDecember 23rd – Christmas EveI was officially in a panic.Two days until Christmas and I hadn't bought anyone one decent gift. I'd been so busy—working, baking, sewing, gluing buttons onto socks because apparently Suzu's new pastime (don't ask) is now that. And now I was stuck in the middle of a mall that seemed to have Santa's whole village exploded on every inch."Sir, would you like to buy the ballerina nutcracker? Limited edition. Spins and sings," a man in a blindingly green elf getup informed me, jiggling the silver-wrapped horror in my face.I blinked at him. "She sings?"He nodded, much too enthusiastically. "Tchaikovsky's 'Waltz of the Flowers' in four variations."I blinked again. "You're frightening, you know that?"He just grinned like it was a compliment.I gave in and bought the accursed thing. For whom? No idea. Maybe it could be a decent present for . She seemed the type who would find an outrageously melodramatic decoration to her liking.The mall was repl
Yuki's pov When i came back to the vet… Lily was outside with a mile-wide smile on her face.I stood like a statue. "Did she—?""SIX!" she yelled, bobbing up and down. "Suzu had six puppies!"“OH MY GOD, SHE’S A LEGEND!” I screamed, running up to the glass. “SIX?! She’s so small! Where was she hiding them? Her tail?!”The nurse inside waved at me and gave a thumbs-up. I practically cried on the spot.When they let me in to see her, Suzu was resting, her belly finally relaxed, and six tiny little wiggling beans were nestled around her."My baby… my beautiful, messy, oversexed daughter…" I panted, squatting next to her bed. "You did it. You're a mother."I dropped a kiss on her forehead, and she smiled sleepily, yawning.I looked up at Lily, my voice cracking, "They're little… Look at their tiny paws! I love them already!"She grinned, wiping away her own tears. "You're gonna spoil them rotten.""Absolutely. They will know only love and gourmet dog food."But even then that idyllic mom
Yuki's povThe sharp smack of my resume hitting the floor echoed like a gunshot in the room. My eyes darted to the crumpled paper lying there, a small but loud reminder of how this day had already gone to shit.I stood there, mouth slightly open, staring at the manager like she’d just cursed my ancestors. What the actual hell?“I’m sorry,” she said, though her tone suggested she wasn’t sorry at all. She crossed her arms, her nails clicking against her sleeve like a countdown to my dismissal. “We’re not hiring.”I blinked, thrown off. “Not hiring?” I echoed, incredulous. “I saw the vacancy notice. Like… this vacancy notice.” I held up my phone, scrolling to the job listing I’d literally applied for two days ago.She didn’t even glance at it. “Well, the position’s been filled.”What? No. No, that didn’t make sense. I’d prepped for this interview for days. I’d ironed my pink blazer to perfection, styled my hair like I was meeting the love of my life, and walked into this cold, soulless o...
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