Novel & Cerita Are You Watching Me Google

“Someone’s watching us.” “But who?”

I knew because the video had mentioned it sixty seconds ago. How did the video know? No. That was a stupid question. The video didn't know anything. It was an algorithm. A mathematical formula. Some engineer at G****e had written code that scraped my search history, my watch history, my location data, and decided that this was the content I needed right now.

He has men now. Could he be that he is as powerful as East? What is he planning to do to East? God my head hurt. I want to scream. I look at the watch, it is off. My heart kept beating loud. My legs are still weak. The three men are making me feel unease. Oh God. The light in the watch turned on. My heart skipped a beat. I looked at the message written there. It wrote, "I am watching you" Cold shivers washed me.

“They’re not just destroying your system.” A pause. “They’re controlling how it collapses.” My expression hardened instantly. “That’s not possible,” I said. “It is,” she replied calmly. “And whoever did this…” she added, her gaze locking with mine, “is watching you.” I straightened slowly. “Watching?” “Yes of course. Do you think they will do this to you and disappear just like that?” My mind started racing again. Faster now. If that was true, then this wasn’t over. Not even close.

My phone buzzes so hard I yelp. A message entered with an unknown number. My stomach twists. I opened it. It’s a photo. Me: outside the building of my mom. My back is turned towards the camera slightly. Time less than ten minutes old. Below it, one line of text glowed on the screen. We see you. My legs gave out, and I sank onto the couch, the phone slipping from my fingers. They hadn’t just followed me. They had been watching all along. They had been watching all along.

Somia took one and gave the case to Semirat, two of them put it in their eyes and using their phone to look at it maybe it fit them. “Good!” The guy said as he was pressing the screen of the smart wristwatch in his hand and watching Semirat and Somia inside it like he was watching movie. “It’s from this smart watch I will be watching you and able to know if anything want to happen, because I won’t want people to know that I am your bodyguard. So you are cool now” Somia and Semirat looked at him. “Oh! So you will be watching us as along as the eye contact is in our eye” Somia said.

I took a seat right beside him. “What’s all this??” My eyes stared at the papers that appeared on the table. “Only Oslo’s financial statements sent Agatha.” He answered without looking at me, focused entirely on the files. Strangely, the report must be sent via email. “Is there a problem with your email??” “Yeah, my email is being watched by someone.” Oh, Hell! This situation is getting worse. Suddenly, my body felt trapped in a block of ice. That means someone is watching my husband and not demanding the possibility that that person will be mean to him. My Inner Goddess shuddered in horror.

"Forgot to put it on silent! I was just live-streaming for the Neighborhood Alpha Watch fan club!" "Hailey, we are in the middle of a major tactical situation!" Aaliyah groaned, her focus still glued to her screen. "I know! I was helping!" Hailey protested, shoving her phone forward. On her screen, the night-vision view of the foundry was overlaid with a bizarre, shimmering, rainbow-colored effect. "Check out this new filter on my streaming app! It's called 'Aura Goggles,' it's supposed to let you see people's emotional energy. Look, it's making all these weird, human-shaped pixel blobs shimmer all over the place! Super trippy, right?"

Her throat tightened. She looked up at Origin. He looked confused. Relieved. Human. And then— He smiled. Not layered. Not ancient. But knowing. Because behind him, on the main screen, barely visible in the blackness of space— A faint symbol flickered once. Observer’s mark. Embedded in Earth’s orbit. Waiting. And this time— It wasn’t watching from the moon. It was watching from inside their satellites.

Standing close behind her. Protective. Possessive. The image froze for a second. Then zoomed in slowly. On his hand. Still resting lightly at her waist. Her breath hitched. “Turn it off,” she said. No one moved fast enough. The screen flickered again— And a message appeared across it: Look how easily he touches you. Her stomach dropped. “This isn’t just about control,” she whispered. “They’re watching us.” “They’re studying us,” Adrian corrected. The words sent a chill down her spine.