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CHAPTER 88: BITTER COP
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2026-08-05 23:12:46
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PERKS OF THE POSITION CHAPTER 107: EMERGENCY
VERONICA The secure phone on Air Force One almost never rang unless the world was on fire.Wars, terror threats, diplomatic emergencies or Carolina.At exactly thirty-seven thousand feet over the Atlantic, my encrypted tablet lit up with a bright pink notification that completely ignored every security protocol Eagles Intelligence had ever created.CAROLINA CALLINGAnswer before I commit a crime.I stared at the screen for a full three seconds.Somewhere, one of my cybersecurity engineers was probably having a stroke trying to figure out how she'd managed to hijack a military communications channel.I accepted the call."Carolina.""Oh, thank God." Her dramatic sigh blasted through my earpiece. "I was this close to calling Air Force One directly and telling them the President had kidnapped my best friend.""You are currently speaking through Air Force One.""I know. That's why I'm impressed with myself."I pinched the bridge of my nose.Across the private suite, Gerald was asleep on
PERKS OF THE POSITION CHAPTER 106: AFTER RUNWAY
GERALDThe cabin of the Limousine was too small for the sheer, volcanic mass of the tension occupying it.We were clearing the outer security ring of the Palacio de Cristal, the armored tires humming a low, steady baseline against the dry Madrid asphalt. Outside, the flashbulbs of the paparazzi still flickered against the reinforced ballistic glass like dying stars, their high-frequency glare unable to penetrate the dark, 90% opacity tint of our windows.Inside, the atmosphere was thick, pressurized, and saturated with the scent of ozone, leather, and the raw, musk-laden fragrance of a woman who had just set an entire arena on fire in liquid gold.Veronica was sitting straddled across my lap, her long, pale thighs framing my hips, the heavy gold chainmail of her gown draped over my dark trousers in a pool of glittering, metallic liquid. Her silver-rimmed spectacles were resting on the leather console between the front seats, leaving her dark eyes completely unshielded; wide, dilated,
PERKS OF THE POSITION CHAPTER 105: RUNWAY
GERALDAttending Madrid Fashion Week had never been part of my schedule.If anyone had asked me that morning whether I intended to spend my evening watching a runway show inside the Palacio de Cristal, the answer would have been no.Yet at 9:42 p.m., I was sitting inside the armored presidential Limousine beneath the palace's south terrace, watching the event unfold through encrypted security feeds while trying and failing to ignore the knot tightening in my chest.Outside, floodlights washed over rows of steel barricades. Spanish National Police held back crowds of reporters, photographers, fashion executives, and curious spectators eager to catch a glimpse of the night's guests.Inside the car, it was almost silent.My tie had long since disappeared, and the top buttons of my black shirt were undone. The only light came from the tablet in my hands."The venue is secure, Mr. President," Norton reported from the front seat without taking his eyes off the perimeter monitors. "Agent Ken
PERKS OF THE POSITION CHAPTER 104: REDACTED STORY
GERALD The secure terminal inside my private office aboard Air Force One didn't just light up. It demanded my attention as various messages and pings kept coming into my feed at an unstoppable speed.We were thirty-seven thousand feet above the Bay of Biscay, halfway back to Washington, when a high-priority intelligence alert bypassed every layer of White House screening and landed directly on my encrypted monitor.The headline was impossible to ignore. PRESIDENT ABANDONS DIPLOMATIC DUTIES FOR SECRET RENDEZVOUS WITH MYSTERY INTELLIGENCE CHIEF IN MADRIDBelow it sat a photograph.Not one from the official press pool.Not one from Jean-Luc Laurent's carefully controlled campaign.Someone had taken it from a distance.A rooftop shot.The image caught Veronica and me beneath one of the granite archways outside the monastery. I was standing close enough to shield her completely, one hand around her waist while I kissed the side of her neck. Her white dress had shifted slightly in the bre
PERKS OF THE POSITION CHAPTER 103: SIGHTSEEING
GERALD "Your pace is currently registering at 1.2 meters per second, Alexander," Veronica murmured, her cool, level voice cutting through the distant, muffled hum of Madrid’s morning traffic. "According to the transit schedule, we must clear the eastern gate of the cathedral by 10:00 to avoid the primary tourist convergence. You are lagging behind the projected timeline."I let out a low, deep rumble; a thoroughly satisfied, possessive sound that carried the heavy warmth of the night we had just left behind in my office."I'm not lagging, sweetheart," I growled softly, my voice a low, gravelly vibration as my fingers tightened around her hand. "I'm auditing the terrain and right now, my primary interest is the way this Spanish sun is hitting your spectacles."Veronica didn't halt her stride, but her head tilted precisely three degrees to the left.She was a vision of absolute, structured elegance amidst the chaotic, centuries-old stone of the city. She wore a tailored, sleeveless she
PERKS OF THE POSITION CHAPTER 102: SURPRISE
VERONICA By 16:30, the aircraft had cleared the English Channel. By 19:15, I had landed at the private military airfield north of Madrid, the dry, heavy heat of the Iberian Peninsula registering at an immediate 32 degrees celsius as the cabin door pressurized."The President’s security detail is currently maintaining a three-ring perimeter around the diplomatic office at the Palacio de Santa Cruz," Norton murmured from the front seat of our armored Spanish transport as we navigated the high-velocity evening traffic of the Paseo de la Castellana. His tone was perfectly flat, though his internal diagnostic was likely registering the extreme irregularity of my unscheduled visit. "I have synchronized your biometric clearance with the local sensors. He does not know you are on-site, Ms. Everest.""Excellent, Norton," I replied, adjusting my silver-rimmed spectacles as I reviewed the building's floor plans on my diagnostic slate. "Let us execute a clean, silent infiltration of his coordina
PERKS OF THE POSITION CHAPTER 4: HIGHWAY ROMP
VERONICA The engine of the midnight-black BMW M4 roared like a caged beast as I tore down the highway, the city skyline blurring into a streak of darkness behind me. The car was a "welcome to the team" token from Christopher, delivered to the firm's parking garage right before I left. It smelled
PERKS OF THE POSITION CHAPTER 3: GIFT
VERONICA The heavy brass key ground into the lock from the outside, the sound sharp as a gunshot in the tense silence of the HR office. Arthur scrambled backwards, desperately trying to pull his trousers up over his trembling legs, his face a ghostly shade of white. Christopher merely laughed,
PERKS OF THE POSITION CHAPTER 2: CAUGHT
VERONICA By 8:45 AM, I was leaning back in my leather ergonomic chair, my bare legs crossed at the knee, swinging a crimson Louboutin from my toes. I was wearing an emerald green wrap dress that clung desperately to my curves, the neckline plunging low enough to make a monk swear a new vow. I was
PERKS OF THE POSITION CHAPTER 1: THE INTERVIEW
VERONICA The line outside the executive suites of Vassal & Bane looked like a casting call for a corporate funeral. Dozens of women sat stiff-backed in tailored charcoal suits, anxiously clutching their resumes and practising their best "I’m a team player" smiles. Then there was I-Veronica. I
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