Accidentally Roommates with the Guy I Swore to Hate

Rule #1: Don't get evicted.
Rule #2: If you do get evicted, don't move in with your enemy.
Rule #3: Definitely don't start falling for him.

I broke all three.

After one disastrous day (featuring a coffee incident, an accidental email to my boss, and a very suspicious "renovation eviction"), I end up sharing an apartment with the one guy I cannot stand: Noah Carter.

Annoyingly calm. Unfairly attractive. Professionally irritating.

We set rules: no touching each other's stuff, no getting involved, and absolutely no feelings.

Easy, right?

Wrong.

Because suddenly there's:

- one bed (don't ask 😭)
- fake dating (long story, worse execution)
- jealousy that makes zero sense
- late-night conversations that feel too real
- and almost-kisses that should NOT be happening

Now I'm stuck wondering...

Did I ever actually hate him...
or was I just trying really hard not to fall first?