ng, the penthouse w
e king-sized bed. Her eyes were wide open, staring a
ace beside her. Gregory's breath
olled over. She let her arm
, shifting his weight, but his eyes
ushed the silk duvet off her legs, moving
d. Her bare feet sank
d, moving like a predator in the dar
tting on the wire
tly as she picked it up. S
lock screen flared in the
the top edge of the phone, shielding
up. The key
d used for years. He was so arrogant, so confident in he
one un
ils and went straigh
Project K'. The innocuous label might have fooled anyone else, but Arianna's mind was a steel trap for company data. She knew for a fa
ped the
aw was a cartoon stic
tonight. I need a
ed with a ten-sec
ould wake him. She scrolled up, her t
ing a mirror selfie in a cramped apartment
e new outfit?
made Arianna's
enace. I wish I wa
the metal edges bit painfully into her palms
keep scrolling. She ne
ion shifted t
the UI meeting today, Cristy
e sat there in st
o do is code. Trust me, she's just as s
the sharp, metallic tang of blood. Her chest heaved.
of her silk pajama pants a
ing sure the flash and sou
he lingerie photo. She took a picture of his mocking texts.
t of the app. She locked his phone and placed
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