Everett had finally made Dorothy his wife, with her name inked next to spouse on his official
documents, he found himself too giddy with joy to sleep for several nights
Dorothy was always surprised at how Everett, who appeared so stoic, seemed to have an insatiable
desire for her, as if he couldnât get enough. But for Everett, it wasnât just a newfound appetite for
pleasure. It was only in their intimate moments, in the tender whispers and the closeness of their
bodies, that he felt a deep sense of reality.
She was truly his.
His was her first love, his first sex experience, and his first wife.
Now, it seemed like the heavens had even blessed them with two children! Everett was over the moon,
yet that joy brought with it a fear
of loss
Having gained so much all at once, he tread carefully with every step, considering all aspects to avoid
future regrets.
As Dorothy stepped into the villa, she was immediately hit by a musty smell, a clear sign that no one
had lived there for a while. Dust lay thick on the chandeliers in the foyer.
She frowned delicately and scanned her surroundings, searching for the elusive cyber hacker she had
managed to make an Appointment with.
âHello!â
Out of nowhere, a youthful voice called from behind her.
Dorothy turned toward the sound and saw a young man in a black hoodie lounging steady gaze
ng
on a
on a sofa by the villaâs window, watching her with a
âAre you Byte 7?â she asked.
âAnd youâre the one sent by the big shot at Lopez Corporation?â he countered without answering her
question.
Dorothy nodded, âYes, thatâs me.â
The sunlight streaming through the window made it difficult for her to see his face clearly, but she tried
to make out his features as best she could against the blinding light
âSpit it out. What do you want?â The impatience in the young manâs voice was palpable, his fingers still
tapping away at a keyboard. Hesitating for a moment, Dorothy asked with uncertainty. âThe job I need
you to do⦠Can you keep the details to yourself? Donât tell anyone, including Everett.â
âI donât do arson or murder, and Iâm not in the business of gossip for the smaller stuff, he replied briskly.
âTill take that as a yes, Dorothy said, taking out a damaged surveillance hard drive from her bag. âI
need to recover the data on thisâ
Finally, Byte 7 looked up at her, put his keyboard aside, and stood up.
He had seemed average height sitting down, but standing, he towered over her.
When he stepped out of the direct sunlight, his features became clear to Dorothy. He was a young man
with shining vigor.
He was tall, easily over six feet, but skinny. His clothes hung loose on his frame, and he had a slouch
that gave him a slightly rebellious
air.
He was not at all what Dorothy had expected from a topâtier hacker.
Byte 7 ignored her gaze, inspected her hard drive, and frowned, âThis thingâs ancient.â
âYeah, itâs almost five years old,â she confirmed
He took a piece of gum from his pocket, popped it in his mouth, and casually asked, âSo, whatâs your
offer?â
Dorothyâs face lit up, âYou can do it?â
âWhether I take the job depends on what youâm offering.â He locked eyes with her for a few seconds
and then suddenly smiled slyly âYouâre quite pretty. Are you single?â
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