All Chapters of Programmed the Quaterback Robot to Love: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Kaya POV The next day, I wake up feeling lighter than I have in weeks. After Flynn’s glitch at the field yesterday, we had to reprogram his board which went well and hopefully the glitches will stop. I step down from my bed and the sunlight filters through my curtains, warm and bright, and for once it feels like my plans are finally falling into place. First off, Flynn has been dismantling Tom’s reputation piece by piece on the field. Every pass, every win, every perfectly timed play is another crack in the image Tom built for himself. And soon, when the timing is right, I’ll do my part. I’ll expose Riley for what she really is, an impostor pretending to be the Williams heiress and everything they stole from me will come crashing down. For the first time in a long time, revenge feels close enough to taste. I take a deep breath, pull on my work jacket, and head for the lab. But the moment I step through the main hallway of the athletic complex, everyone’s eyes follows me, they w

Kaya’s POV I blink hard at the screen, thinking maybe my eyes are playing tricks on me. But no, it’s there, just at the corner of my inbox. “What the hell…” I mutter, trying to trace the source. My fingers fly across the keyboard, rerouting through firewalls, switching proxies. Nothing. The signal loops endlessly, vanishing into blank code. Whoever sent it, whatever it is, doesn’t want to be found. I glance at the time. It’s nearly midnight, and the city outside my window hums faintly with passing cars. I know I should stop, but I can’t. My laptop’s encryption software isn’t strong enough to dig deeper. If I want real answers, I need to get to my uncle’s lab. I decide against my better judgment. I grab my jacket and slip into the night. I slip into my car easily, as I drive, I check my mirrors every few minutes, making sure no one’s following me. The paparazzi have been relentless since the rooftop dinner leak, and the last thing I need is a camera catching me sneaking into the

Riley POV “Where is that bastard?” I mutter to myself, irritated already that I have to work this hard. I thought getting rid of Kaya and getting Tom to tie the knot with me would be easy. But now Tom and I are hyperficiated on ruining Tom and Kaya and my plan has to take several back seats till they are done Tom stands beside me, his hands jammed in his pockets, his jaw tight as we wait. Gerald shows up five minutes late, looking jittery as hell, his lab coat wrinkled and eyes darting around like he’s afraid someone followed him. “Finally,” Tom mutters, stepping forward. “You said this was urgent.” Gerald glances around again before answering. “Kaya kicked me out of the lab. She caught me checking her laptop while I was trying to decrypt those files. She even filed a petition to get me fired. I barely managed to walk out with my job still intact.” I watch him closely, the corners of my mouth twitching. He’s nervous, but there’s something else there too, greed. “So you came runni

Kaya’s POV Flynn’s face moves closer to mine and for a moment I forget where we are, I forget the noise from the stadium below, forget the data chips and metal circuits and rules I’ve built my life around. All I see is him. His thumb grazes along my jawline, featherlight, tracing the edge where my skin meets the trembling pulse beneath. I shouldn’t let him. I know that. I designed him to respond to human emotion, not to create it. And yet, the warmth of his touch makes every nerve in my body come alive. “If this is wrong,” he whispers, his voice deep and uneven, “stop me Kaya.” The words slide through the air between us, and my throat tightens, my heart pushing painfully against my ribs. I should say yes, stop. I should remind him what he is, what we are. But my voice betrays me. “Flynn…” I breathe, and his name tastes like a confession. His head tilts slightly, and the faintest smile ghosts across his lips, so human it hurts. He steps closer until our bodies are separated by ju

Flynn POV The message pops up on the team group chat just as I’m finishing up a recalibration sequence in my lab. The blue light from the monitor reflects against the glass wall of my penthouse, flashing with every new notification. “We’re heading out tonight, rookie. Don’t make us come drag your boring ass out.” “Yeah, bring your nerd girlfriend too, she can supervise you!” “He’s probably with her right now. Plugged in and powered by Kaya.” Laughter floods the chat. I stare at the messages for a long moment, the cursor blinking on the screen. I tell myself I don’t care, but the words dig deeper than they should. Controlled by Kaya like a robot. If they only knew how close to the truth that is. It’s past midnight. The city outside my window glows in a blur of white and gold, lights stretching across the skyline. My reflection looks back at me, tired, expressionless, almost human. I can hear the faint hum of my internal processors steadying after hours of calibration. I shoul