"Falling for My cold-Hearted Boss"

The elevator doors slid open with a soft ding, revealing a sleek hallway bathed in silver and white. Lina Carter clutched her resume tighter and took a shaky breath. “You’ve got this,” she whispered to herself, stepping into the headquarters of Malik Enterprises. It was her third interview this week, and her savings were almost gone. Getting this job wasn’t just important — it was survival. She followed the receptionist’s directions to the top floor, where a single glass door stood like a gateway to another world. On the nameplate beside it: Zayn Malik – CEO. She knocked gently. “Come in,” a deep voice replied. Lina opened the door and entered a spacious office. The man behind the desk didn’t look up. He was tall, dressed in a sharp gray suit, and the coldest energy Lina had ever felt seemed to pour from him. He finally raised his head. Their eyes met — his were a striking steel gray, unreadable, emotionless. “Miss Carter,” he said. “You’re late.” “I… I’m sorry, sir. The elevator—” “Excuses are for people who don’t want the job,” he cut her off, standing slowly. Lina’s breath caught in her throat. He was intimidating, no doubt. But there was something about him — a shadow behind his eyes, like he’d forgotten how to feel. “I’m looking for a personal assistant,” Zayn said, walking toward her. “Not a friend. Not a dreamer. Just someone who gets the job done.” “I can do that,” Lina said, finding her voice. He studied her for a long moment. Then, without smiling: “You start tomorrow.” Lina blinked. “I… got the job?” “You’ll receive a list of rules before midnight. Break any of them — and you’re out.” And just like that, she was dismissed. --- As Lina stepped back into the elevator, her heart pounded. She had just been hired by the coldest man in the city. What she didn’t know was that behind those cold eyes… was a heart that had once known how to love — and had sworn never to do it again.