Fnia After Hours Novels & Stories

The intelligence team’s working hours had extended into the evenings as the alliance’s information network began producing operational data faster than the daytime sessions could process it, and it was during one of these extended evening sessions that the friendship with Aria completed a transition I had been aware of approaching without being able to identify the precise moment it would arrive.

Alice was not busy recently, so she visited Nian in the hospital every day at noon with the food she made. When Alice walked into the ward, she frowned, looked around, and asked, “Adrian is not here, has he ever visited you lately?” Nian replied, “To be honest, he has been here a few times. He generally comes at night because our drill isn’t finished yet. I don’t have to participate in it because we discovered a drug den. But they put Adrian in charge of this and made him write all the paperwork. He has a lot of work ahead of him so he is super busy.”

Nyla stared at the down button for a few seconds before pressing it again. When she finally got home, it was nearly midnight. She walked into the living room to find Clark waiting for her on the sofa. "I might be working late often. You don't have to wait up for me," she said, frowning slightly. Clark scowled. "Is this job really that demanding?" Nyla met his gaze, aware that he was really asking if her late hours meant spending time with Damon. "Don't worry. Your uncle doesn't like me at all right now. My work is with another executive at Prospectus Technology. We won't have any interactions," she replied.

TERRA'S POV: AN HOUR LATER: It had been an hour and thirty minutes to my press conference. Fiona had still not reported back to the office nor was she picking up. Since I knew Vale would most likely be good in tech and finding out things, I requested that he helped me locate her. I was seated in my office looking at my screen blinking repeatedly.

Nadia My group and I work through the afternoon and into the evening, getting everything ordered and set up. By the time we’re finished, night has fully fallen and most of the nurses have stepped out to go get dinner and hang out by the fire or take some time to themselves in their bunks. But I’m still here, munching on a sandwich and organizing the little office space we set up, ensuring that everything is labeled and where it should be. I like things neat, after all.

“What do you mean they all quit?” Natalie still couldn’t believe her ears. “What are we going to do now?, I have a press conference by the 2pm!” “2pm ? I thought it was 11am.” Fiona countered. “It was...she shifted it this morning.”Anita chopped in. “And right on time too. There is no way a press conference is holding with everywhere like this.” Natalie countered. “You’re right about that.” Fiona answered. “What of my samples? Are they okay?” She asked.

It was twenty four hours of recording that he was checking, it was a tiring process but for him, but nothing matters for him when it comes to Natalie's security. After spending more than an hour, he closed down on to the footage recorded yesterday at night around 8 pm to 10pm and then footage recorded in the morning. Shera begin to watch closely again and again. He noticed that yesterday, Natalie ( Fuoco) and her friend went out in the afternoon. He saw that Mia came back around Eight o'clock but Natalie didn't.

She smiled when he pulled away. "I look forward to many more firsts with you," Natalia said as Hayden laid back down and wrapped his arms around her. They went back to sleep and slept peacefully for the rest of the night. _____________ Jon looked at the heavyset man sitting across from him. It was the middle of the night, and they were in a small diner open twenty-four hours. He had been following him for a while and knew he had a bone to pick with Natalia. So he thought it was a good idea to join forces.

"It was done Friday evening after business hours." Deliberately after hours. Deliberately when Darian was in a park in Lincoln Park watching his daughter share her crackers with a man she had decided she liked. He stood up. "Get me the board chair," he said. "Before nine." The Monday briefing was at eight. Nia arrived at seven fifty two he noticed this, had started noticing her specific arrival time the way he had started noticing other things about her that he had no professional reason to notice and several personal ones. She was wearing something dark and precise and her natural hair was up in the way she wore it when she was preparing for a day that required her full armor.

Lena’s POV The alarm on my nightstand glowed a sharp, unforgiving 6:00 AM. I didn't hit snooze. The residual adrenaline from yesterday's pizza-fueled rehearsal session was still humming through my nervous system, dragging me wide awake before the first chime could even finish its cycle. Today was the day. The group corporate restructuring presentation was no longer a looming abstract threat on a syllabus; it was happening in less than three hours.