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Chapter 96: shifting Ground.
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The CEO’s Temptation Chapter 203:Strike protocol
POV: Mack --- The war room buzzed. Not with panic this time, but with movement. Real movement. No more waiting. No more sitting around like ghosts chasing signals in the dark. I stood over the operations table, sleeves rolled up, palms flat against the smooth metal, staring down at the newly flagged red dot flashing off the Montenegrin coast. Claire’s signal had come through again—only this time, earlier. And different. A deviation like that wasn’t a mistake. It was deliberate. She was telling us something. “Coordinate locked?” I asked without turning. “Confirmed,” Reeve said. “It’s a shift of thirty-seven minutes, just like you suspected. Same transmitter. Same frequency. But she’s altering the drop time now.” “Which means she knows we’re watching,” I said, straightening. “And more importantly,” Liz added from the side, arms folded across her chest, “she’s buying us time.” For the first time in days, she didn’t look like she was carrying the weight of the world. Her eyes
The CEO’s Temptation Chapter 202: Glass Teeth.
POV: Claire --- The house had teeth. Not the kind you saw. The kind you felt—sharpened edges tucked behind beautiful walls, smiles lined with threat. It was morning again, maybe. I couldn’t tell anymore. The shutters were always drawn tight. I’d counted forty-eight sunrise cycles by now. Maybe more. Maybe less. The calendar I kept was in scratches beneath the loose floorboard—one mark per signal. But last night, I didn’t make a mark. I couldn’t. The transmitter had gone dead after the last pulse. And Liam... Liam had started watching me differently. That smile he wore like a charm had frayed at the corners. Less patient. Less rehearsed. As if the mask was starting to itch. He hadn’t touched me last night. He’d just watched. From the far end of the room, standing with one hand resting on the doorknob like he was waiting for something. Or someone. And when he finally left, he didn’t say goodnight. Didn’t kiss my forehead like he usually did. Just turned and walked out. I stayed
The CEO’s Temptation Chapter 201: Cracks in the Glass.
*******************************POV: Liam************************** --- The villa felt different tonight. Quieter—but not the kind of quiet that soothed. This was the kind that buzzed behind your eyes. The kind that warned. Something was off. I stood in the hallway, barefoot, one hand resting against the wall as I listened. The sea pressed against the cliffs below with its usual rhythm, but the sound didn’t calm me like it used to. Not anymore. Not since Claire had started smiling too easily. Speaking softer. Pretending too well. Pretending. The thought lodged in my chest like a shard of glass. I walked toward her room. The hallways were always dim at night, lit only by low sconces along the stone walls. I kept it that way—intimate. Romantic. Like a sanctuary where nothing else existed. No past. No threats. No lies. Only us. That’s how it was supposed to be. And yet… something was wrong. --- I stopped outside her door, not knocking. Just… listening. No footsteps. No brea
The CEO’s Temptation Chapter 200: The Quiet Weapon.
*****************************POV: Henry************************** --- Some men lead with their voices. I lead with silence. It wasn’t just a habit—it was a weapon. Silence gives space to details. To patterns. And ever since Claire vanished, I’d been listening harder than ever. Not just to signals, but to the people cracking under them. The war room had emptied out in waves tonight. Mack left first, his grief heavy and private. Liz followed not long after, shoulders stiff, that haunted look never quite fading from her face. Reeve lingered. Rowe, too. But eventually, even they drifted. That’s when I sat down alone. Screens flickered around me like a digital constellation, casting long shadows across the table. The monitors still pulsed with the signal Claire had sent—only now, it wasn’t at 2:47 a.m. anymore. Tonight, it came at 2:10. That wasn’t a mistake. Claire wasn’t sloppy. It was a deviation. A warning. I stared at the pattern she'd created—buried, encrypted, woven throu
The CEO’s Temptation Chapter 199: The Tenth Minute.
*****************************POV: Mack************************* --- 2:10 a.m. The numbers blinked on the screen in front of me like a dare. The signal came early. Ten minutes earlier than usual. Ten minutes off a rhythm that Claire had built with surgical precision. Claire didn’t do random. If she changed something, it meant something. And that terrified me more than silence. “Run it again,” I said hoarsely. Reeve didn’t question me—just pulled up the packet and decrypted it one more time. The pulse was unmistakable. Subtle. Disguised in the same way as before. A phantom breath hidden inside white noise, layered through dummy frequencies and masked like static—but there. Loud in the quiet if you knew how to listen. Claire’s voice was in the code. Not literally. But I heard her. I felt her. She was reaching. And this time, she was screaming without a sound. Ten minutes early wasn’t just an accident. It was a signal about the signal. A shift in the pattern that meant one th
The CEO’s Temptation Chapter 198: Ghost Frequencies.
******************************POV: Claire************************** --- The house listened. Not with ears, but with the kind of stillness that crept into your bones and made you feel watched. The quiet wasn’t peace—it was a breath held, stretched across hours. A silence so thick, even my heartbeat, felt like an intrusion. Somewhere off the jagged coast of Montenegro, tucked into a cliffside villa carved from wealth and secrets, I existed in a cage made of glass, stone, and lies. Liam called it a sanctuary. I called it a mirage with locks. Everything about this place whispered of curated comfort—the polished floors, the view of the Adriatic that kissed the horizon, the sea breeze that slipped through tall shuttered windows. But no amount of sunlight could disguise the truth. This wasn’t a home. It was a mausoleum dressed like a honeymoon. He said he brought me here to protect me. But from what? The world—or himself? Each morning bled into the next with the same chor
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