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CHAPTER 29: Crossed A Line

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KENDRICK

One moment, Yulia was smiling, curled against my side in front of the fireplace. Next, her brows drew together, and a small frown appeared on her face.

I sat up slightly. “What's wrong?”

Before she could answer, the phone lit up again. This time, she went still. I watched her face go into shock as she stared at the screen.

Something tightened in my chest. “What is it?”

“I think…” Her voice came out small. “I think you should see this.” Slowly, she turned the phone toward me. I took th
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  • The Wrong Kind Of Love   CHAPTER 29: Crossed A Line

    KENDRICKOne moment, Yulia was smiling, curled against my side in front of the fireplace. Next, her brows drew together, and a small frown appeared on her face.I sat up slightly. “What's wrong?”Before she could answer, the phone lit up again. This time, she went still. I watched her face go into shock as she stared at the screen.Something tightened in my chest. “What is it?” “I think…” Her voice came out small. “I think you should see this.” Slowly, she turned the phone toward me. I took the phone from her hand.The sender was an unknown number. First, it was a text: Enjoying your weekend? Then, another text. This time, a photograph.My jaw clenched instantly.It was a photo of her in a dimly lit restaurant, leaning in toward me. The angle was off, making it look more intimate than it actually was. Close enough to be dangerous if someone wanted it to be.Yulia looked up at me fast, like she was searching for my reaction more than the image itself.“What if they post it?” she whisp

  • The Wrong Kind Of Love   CHAPTER 28: The Message

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    KENDRICK“Our cybersecurity division is up twelve percent from last quarter, and we're currently negotiating four major contracts, including one with a government agency,” Daniel, my Chief Operations Officer, informed the room.Quarterly review meetings weren't exactly my favorite way to spend a morning, but they were necessary. Around the long conference table sat my executive team, department directors, legal advisors, and senior managers—the people responsible for keeping Fernsby Technologies operating at the level I'd built it to.As I listened, my gaze drifted briefly across the room. A lot had changed since the early days. Fernsby Technologies had started as a small cybersecurity consultancy with a handful of clients and a rented office space. Back then, I handled almost everything myself—security audits, penetration testing, client meetings, and endless nights writing code.Now, things were different. Over the years, the company has expanded into software development, cloud sec

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    YULIA“Kendrick—” I began to speak, but he placed a finger over my lips, silencing me immediately.“Shhh,” he whispered, his face still buried against my neck, his breath warm and maddening.My heart stuttered. Oh my God. Daphne was right behind the door.“Yulia, are you okay?” she called again, her voice closer now. Too close.My throat went dry. I glanced toward the door like it might save me.“Answer her,” Kendrick whispered, like this was normal. Like we weren’t seconds away from disaster.“I… ye—yeah, Miss Daphne, I’m coming,” I called out quickly, my voice slightly unsteady despite my effort to sound normal.Kendrick smirked like the situation amused him, like we weren’t standing on the edge of getting caught. He finally shifted off me and lay back on the bed as if there wasn’t danger outside about to close in on our affair.I gawked at him with a look: Are you serious?“Go before she enters, Peaches. The door isn’t locked.”“Shit!” I muttered under my breath.I scrambled off th

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    KENDRICK Every head at the table turned toward Yulia. I hated that question the moment Mother asked it. Yulia blinked once, clearly caught off guard. She placed her fork down as she searched for an answer, and accidentally, the glass beside her tipped. Champagne splashed across the tablecloth and

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