Doctor Perfect

The Storm, The Boss, and One Bed

A boss, his assistant, a snowstorm, and only one bed. What could possibly go wrong? They call him Dr. Perfect. But I prefer to call him Dr. Distant, Dr. Arrogant, or even Dr. If You're Going to Fire Me, Just Get It Over With.

If I had any other choice, I would have already quit. But I desperately need this job. So when an opportunity to impress him comes up, I don't hesitate to personally deliver some important documents.

Yes, I know he's staying on a remote Scottish island, but I can handle that... Or so I think—until I discover that my return ferry has been cancelled, there isn't a single hotel to be found on the island, and a storm is rolling in. And so I'm stranded in the middle of nowhere with my incredibly handsome boss, who barely knows my name, in a tiny one-bedroom cottage.

But as the snow falls outside, his icy gaze begins to thaw. And in the end, we don't need a generator at all to keep warm.