LOGINRyder had barely returned to his office when Sam came in with the latest report.Victoria was already sitting across from Ryder’s desk, her laptop open and her phone beside it. The press conference had ended less than an hour ago, yet she was already dealing with another round of calls from investors who wanted answers she did not have.Sam placed the tablet on the desk and opened the report. “We’ve narrowed down several possible access points, but we still can’t identify the exact device that started the attack.”Ryder asked. “How many possible points?”“Three. Your office, Mr. Rocco’s office, and Rita’s office.” Sam answered. Victoria released a tired breath and leaned back in her chair. “So it’s Rita.”Sam glanced toward her before looking back at Ryder. “We can’t say that yet.”“I know,” Victoria replied, rubbing her forehead. “I’m saying it’s obvious.”Ryder looked at the information on the tablet again. “What have you found on the three devices?”“Nothing strong enou
Rita laughed as Victoria's face appeared on the television screen again. She had been watching the press conference from the beginning, and every time Victoria tried to maintain her composure, Rita found another reason to laugh. There was something deeply satisfying about watching a woman who had thrown an attack at her reputation, have her company crumble for all to see. Arthur sat several feet away from her, keeping his attention on the television because looking at Rita for too long when she was in this mood was rarely a wise decision. His hands rested together while his shoulders remained stiff, and he had barely spoken since the conference started. He knew better than to interrupt her when she was enjoying herself.Rita picked up her glass and took a slow drink before setting it down again, her smile remaining on her face as Victoria continued speaking. She watched the screen with open amusement, particularly when Victoria was asked about the comments surrounding her
Ryder was already heading toward the executive area when Victoria caught his wrist.“Ryder, no!” She said, tightening her fingers around him.He stopped, but the anger in his face hadn’t disappeared.Ryder raised an eyebrow, looking down at her hands.The touch felt a bit too close, but she hadn’t conveyed her point yet. “Barging into the executive area and shouting at everyone isn’t going to solve anything.”Ryder looked at her sharply. “How do you know that’s what I’m about to do?”“Because it’s written all over your face.” Victoria replied.A few seconds passed before Ryder drew in a slow breath and forced himself to stand still. He looked toward the executive offices again, and the more he thought about it, the more irritatingly accurate Victoria’s accusation became.He had been about to storm straight into Rita’s office. He had been ready to demand answers before he had enough evidence to prove anything.That wasn’t like him.Ryder usually thought before he acted. He li
Victoria woke up to her own head.Which was, at that moment, an extremely unpleasant place to be.She lay still for a few seconds with her eyes closed, slowly waking up. The pillow was soft. The room was hers. Everything seemed to be in its right place except for the steady throbbing behind her eyes that she had entirely brought on herself.She sat up slowly.On the bedside table, there was a glass of water, two white tablets in a small saucer, and a sleeve of crackers. She stared at them for a moment. Then she reached for the tablets and the water and took both before lying back down for another thirty seconds, waiting for the room to stop spinning.It took a while.When reached for her phone, she was met with six missed calls. Three investors whose names she recognised from the early sign-up list. One from Julie. Two from numbers she didn’t have saved.She called Julie but it rang twice and went to voicemail.“Seriously...” She muttered, and put the phone face down on th
Ryder's expression became serious."She was very excited about the launch." He said, looking toward the stairs where Victoria had disappeared twenty minutes ago. Julie had explained what happened on the drive over, but hearing Miranda say it made the situation feel different."She was." Miranda agreed. "And now she's upstairs sleeping after drinking enough alcohol to make Julie worry. My Victoria doesn't drink like that, so you know it was a terrible night."Ryder looked down at the floor between his feet. "She had a difficult night.""I know. You brought her home.""Yes.""Thank you." She said it simply, without ceremony.Ryder shifted in his seat. "You don't have to thank me.""I do." Her voice was firm without being harsh. "For everything you've done for her. Not just tonight."Ryder didn't answer immediately.He had never been particularly comfortable with praise. It usually came with an agenda, a transaction, or a request waiting somewhere behind the words, but Mirand
Ryder didn’t get a wink of sleep, that night. Victoria was still asleep when they arrived home, and he had carried her upstairs himself because she could barely keep her eyes open. She had complained about the stairs, complained that he was walking too fast, and complained that his coat smelled like him before finally going quiet against his chest.When he placed her on the bed, she barely moved. Ryder pulled the blanket over her and stood there for several seconds, watching her sleep before turning away.The lights from the hallway reached her face as he stepped toward the door. That was when he noticed her eyes. The skin around them was red.It looked like she had been crying. Ryder stopped with his hand resting against the door.For several seconds, he remained there, staring at her face while the memory of her vulnerability the car played through his mind.His fingers slowly curled against the door. He hated seeing her like that.Ryder stepped out of the bedroom and quie







