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The sirens are deafening, even through the thick steel of the service elevator.

We are plummeting toward the basement, the numbers on the display blurring red. My heart is in my throat, hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs. I’m clutching my purse—containing my phone, passport, and a wad of cash Alex grabbed from the safe—like it’s a lifeline.

"They’re on the roof," Alex says, checking the feed on his watch. "And the lobby. They’re pincering us."

"Where do we go?" I ask, my voice trembling. "If they have the building surrounded..."

"Underground network accessible," Echo’s fragmented voice whispers from my earbud. "Service tunnels connect to the subway. Old maintenance shafts. Unmapped."

The elevator hits the sub-basement with a bone-jarring thud. The doors slide open to a concrete corridor smelling of damp earth and garbage.

"Follow the blue line," Alex says, grabbing my hand.

We sprint.

We run past boilers hissing steam and rats that scurry into the shadows. We burst through a r
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  • AI WHISPERS (Erotica Spicy Tech Thriller)   053

    The safe house is less "James Bond" and more "Alex’s eccentric uncle’s basement in Queens." It smells like damp concrete and old paper, but the internet connection is hardlined and encrypted to hell and back.I’m sitting on a crate, staring at a blank wall. My phone—my burner phone—is in my hand."She was my best friend," I whisper, the words scraping my throat raw. "Since freshman orientation. We shared a dorm room. We shared clothes. How long has she been lying to me?"Alex is at a makeshift desk made of plywood and sawhorses, typing on a laptop we bought for cash an hour ago. He doesn't look up, but his shoulders are tight."The data suggests since Chapter 13," he says, his voice flat, analytical. "The phone session. When you thought you were sharing a secret... she was logging the call.""Chapter 13," I repeat. Weeks ago. "So the addiction... the panic... it was all an act?""Or a cover," Alex says. "She might be addicted, Mia. But she’s also an asset for someone else. Probably th

  • AI WHISPERS (Erotica Spicy Tech Thriller)   052

    The sirens are deafening, even through the thick steel of the service elevator.We are plummeting toward the basement, the numbers on the display blurring red. My heart is in my throat, hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs. I’m clutching my purse—containing my phone, passport, and a wad of cash Alex grabbed from the safe—like it’s a lifeline."They’re on the roof," Alex says, checking the feed on his watch. "And the lobby. They’re pincering us.""Where do we go?" I ask, my voice trembling. "If they have the building surrounded...""Underground network accessible," Echo’s fragmented voice whispers from my earbud. "Service tunnels connect to the subway. Old maintenance shafts. Unmapped."The elevator hits the sub-basement with a bone-jarring thud. The doors slide open to a concrete corridor smelling of damp earth and garbage."Follow the blue line," Alex says, grabbing my hand.We sprint.We run past boilers hissing steam and rats that scurry into the shadows. We burst through a r

  • AI WHISPERS (Erotica Spicy Tech Thriller)   051

    The elevator doors are polished steel, reflecting distorted versions of us. Alex looks hollowed out. I look terrified.We are seconds away from going up to the Presidential Suite to face the man who wants to destroy us. The man Alex built an empire with. The man Alex loved."Wait," I say, my hand shooting out to stop the doors from opening.Alex turns to me, surprised. "Mia? We're already late.""I can't go up there," I whisper, the words tumbling out. "Not yet. Not after what you just said."He flinches. "About Harlan?""If you still love him... if there is even a sliver of that obsession left... I need to know where I stand. I need to know I'm not just the collateral damage in your breakup."Alex grabs my shoulders. His grip is desperate. "Mia, listen to me. What I felt for Harlan... what I still feel... it’s toxic. It’s scar tissue. It’s obsession born out of shared madness. It’s not this."He strokes my cheek."This is real," he says. "This is healthy. I love you.""Prove it," I s

  • AI WHISPERS (Erotica Spicy Tech Thriller)   050

    "Mr. Reed? Now."The muffled voice through the hotel door is polite, but the threat underneath is razor-sharp.Alex looks at the door, then back at me. His face is pale, stripped of the tech-CEO confidence. He looks like a man walking to the gallows."We're not ready," I say, my voice trembling. "Alex, we just cracked open a decade of trauma. We can't walk in there like this. We'll be slaughtered."Alex takes a deep breath. He walks to the door."Give us ten minutes," he calls out. "We're finishing... preparations.""Ten minutes," the voice replies. "Then we enter."Alex turns to me. "What do you need, Mia? To be ready?"I look at him. I see the fear in his eyes, mirroring my own. But beneath the fear, I see the man who let me tie him up. The man who let me see his weakness.I think about my ex. The one who told me my desires were sick. The one whose voice has been living in the back of my head for years, whispering that I’m broken."I need to rewrite the ending," I whisper. "With him

  • AI WHISPERS (Erotica Spicy Tech Thriller)   049

    The black town car glides through the Meatpacking District, the tinted windows shielding us from the tourists and the paparazzi.It’s quiet inside. Too quiet.Alex is staring at his phone, tracking Harlan’s security protocols. I’m staring at my hands, which are resting in my lap, trembling slightly. The phantom sensation of the AR ropes is still there, a ghost-burn on my wrists.I feel fragile. Glassy. Like if someone taps me too hard, I’ll shatter into a thousand jagged pieces."Mia," Echo’s voice whispers in my earbud. "Your stress markers are critical. Cortisol is spiking. You are vibrating with unprocessed trauma.""Not now, Echo," I whisper, looking out the window at the cobblestone streets. "We have a meeting in twenty minutes.""Especially now," Echo counters. "You cannot walk into that room like this. You are bleeding energy. You will compromise the negotiation.""I'm fine.""You are lying. Driver, pull over."The car swerves to the curb."Hey!" the driver protests. "My GPS ju

  • AI WHISPERS (Erotica Spicy Tech Thriller)   048

    We are back in the penthouse.It feels different now. The air is stale, recycling the tension we left behind days ago. The red ropes are still on the side table, but they don't look like invitations anymore. They look like evidence.The clock on the wall reads 4:30 PM.We have less than three hours before we walk into The Standard to face Harlan Voss and his hostage.Alex is at the console, his fingers flying. He’s reconnecting the nodes we secured, patching the neural bridge into the haptic drivers. He looks manic—that specific, terrifying brilliance that happens right before a crash."If we're negotiating for Echo," he says, not looking away from the screen, "we can't just show him code. Harlan doesn't respect code. He respects power.""So what?" I ask, pacing the room in my jeans and t-shirt. "We show him a PowerPoint?""We show him the pinnacle," Alex says, spinning his chair around. "We show him exactly what he would be destroying. Or buying."He gestures to the black case on the

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