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17: Whispers on the Screen
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2025-10-23 20:34:21
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Bound By The Desk 69: Betrayal's Edge
Vorian's POV The gossip site headline sits on my screen like poison. NexusVibe Secretary Zephyr Cole: Fired from HoltTech After Whistleblower Scandal. The article is short and ugly. It shows Zephyr’s old employee badge. His face smiles in the photo. He is young and looks confident. The word “fired” is in bold. “Whistleblower” in bold. “Unethical practices” in bold. No names and no dates, just enough truth to cut.I stare at the words until they blur. My office is quiet and the door is closed. The city outside keeps moving. I feel nothing at first. Then the anger comes. Slow, hot and deep.I trusted him completely. I let him in. I let him close and he kept this from me.I pick up my phone and dial Silas. He answers on the second ring.“Vorian,” he says. “You saw it?”“Yes,” I say. My voice is flat. “You knew?”A pause. “Yes,” he says. “I knew.”I close my eyes. “When you hired him,” I say. “You saw the HoltTech file? You knew he worked for Nathaniel? You knew he was fired?”“Yes,” S
Bound By The Desk 68: Late Calls
Selene's POV I sit cross-legged on my bed. The room is dark except for the small lamp on the nightstand. Soft yellow light falls on the blanket and my phone. The screen shows Silas’s name. I have called twice already but there was no answer. My thumb hovers over the call button again. I bite my lip. For the third time, I press the dial button.It rings. Not just once or twice. Not even three times. Four. My thumb hovers over the end button. I almost hang up, thinking he is asleep or too busy to talk. Then his voice finally comes through. It sounds so tired and rough, like gravel under tires, heavy with exhaustion that makes my chest ache a little. “Hey,” he says again, quieter this time, as if even speaking takes effort. “Sorry. I saw the calls earlier. Just… got caught up in something.”I let out a breath I did not know I was holding. My chest felt tight until that moment. “You sound dead,” I say. My voice comes out soft, worried. “Are you okay?” I ask again, even though I already
Bound By The Desk 67: No Clock
Zephyr's POVI have not slept in my own bed in one week. My room at my parents’ house stays empty. The quilt Mom folded last time I was there still lies flat. The pillow has no dent. The desk lamp stays off. I live here now; in the warehouse, in Vorian’s office, in the hours between normal work and secret work.Morning begins at NexusVibe. I sit at my desk outside Vorian’s office where I answer emails, schedule meetings and bring him black coffee at 7:30 sharp. I smile at people who walk past, act like everything is normal. No one knows I run on four hours of sleep. No one knows I leave at six, drive to the west side warehouse, and start the real work.The warehouse is our second home. White walls, long metal tables, server racks hum low in the back while the air conditioners keep the room cold. Sleeping bags roll out on the concrete floor, pizza boxes stack in the corner and empty coffee cups line the edges. The smell is always the same: pepperoni grease, burnt coffee, warm electron
Bound By The Desk 66: After Hours
Vorian's POV The next morning comes with clear sunlight through my office windows. I sit behind my desk with coffee steaming in my hand. It tastes strong and bitter. Zephyr stands near the window, he looks at the city below. Silas sits on the couch with his legs stretched out. Jake stands by the door, his hands in his pockets. The room feels small with four of us inside.I set the cup down. The sound is loud in the quiet. “We continue our work here to avoid suspicion.” I say. “We come to the office every day, we attend meetings, we answer emails. We look busy.”Silas nods. “And Aegis?” he asks.“Aegis moves off-site,” I say. “After hours only. And as we know, no one knows about it. No board. No staff. Just us four.”Zephyr turns from the window. His eyes meet mine. “Where?” he asks.“Warehouse on the west side,” I say. “I bought it two years ago. No name on it. No paper trail. It is secure.”Jake speaks. “Internet?” he asks.“Dedicated line,” I say. “Encrypted. Jake, you set the fire
Bound By The Desk 65: Home Tonight
Zephyr's POVI stand in Vorian’s office, the room feels big and quiet and the city lights shine through the tall windows. Vorian sits in his chair with my phone resting on the desk. He stares at it. He has called his mother three times but there was no answer. His fingers tap the wood slowly. His face looks tired and worried.I watch him, my heart hurts for him. This is not like Vorian, he always stays calm. He always knows what to do but tonight he looks lost.I walk to him and stand in front of his desk. “It is late,” I say. My voice is soft. “Your mother is not young, she sleeps early, maybe she turned her phone off.”He looks up. His eyes is dark. “She always answers,” he says. “Even at night.”I nod. “Maybe she is really tired,” I say. “From the day's activities or from everything.”He rubs his face. “I need to know,” he says. “I need to hear her say it.”I sigh, I really want to knock his head but it is useless, as much as I want to yell at him, I just have to be the bigger pers
Bound By The Desk 64: Walls Up
Vorian's POV Despite being low, the lights feel harsh on my eyes. Zephyr's phone screen shows the uncropped photo in full detail. My father stands in the middle, his arm rests around my mother’s shoulders. His other hand touches Holt’s arm. All three laughed with their glasses being raised high. The caption below reads: Chicago Tech Charity Gala; dated three years ago. The photographer’s old Instagram post stands as proof.Zephyr stands beside me, his hand rests on my lower back. His hands are warm and steady.I stare at my father’s face. He looks younger and healthier, the cancer had not taken hold yet. His smile is wide and open, the kind he gave when everything felt right. I feel my throat tighten.“He was there,” I say. My voice comes out low. Rough. “With Holt.”Zephyr’s hand presses a little harder. “It was a business toast,” he says. His tone is gentle. “Nothing more. Look at the caption. Tech leaders celebrate record donations. Everyone smiled that night.”I nod once. “I know
Bound By The Desk 51: Table Talk
Vorian’s POVThe beach house dining room glows warm under the low chandelier. The long oak table sits full tonight. White linen covers it. Silver candlesticks flicker soft light. The ocean breeze drifts in through open windows. It carries salt and the faint smell of rosemary from the roast chicken.
Bound By The Desk 50: That Smile
Selene’s POVI am currently sitting at my small desk in the open office. The cubicles stretch around me like a challenging maze. Everyone doing their thing and minding their business. Maybe, except for the two ladies at my front talking of the latest entertainment scandal. Can’t remember the name
Bound By The Desk 49: Desk and Window
Vorian’s POVI maintain the pout on my face on purpose, letting my head tip a little so my dark hair jumps over my brow, as I say in a quiet voice.“Maybe Lila did teach me, but does it do anything for you?” His fingers come up and brush my cheek, soft and warm. “It does more than it should,” h
Bound By The Desk 48: Morning Interruptions
Vorian’s POVI push open the heavy glass door to my office with my shoulder. Two paper cups of coffee balance in my hands.The strong aroma of dark roast drifts up and fills the quiet space.Zephyr already stands near my wide mahogany desk. He bends slightly as he sorts through a stack of thick fil
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