Glamrock Freddy Security Breach Novels & Stories

"She worked for me three years ago and she still has admin access to some of my older systems because I never revoked it and right after you fired her the transfers started getting larger and more frequent." I stood up and walked to the window. "Gabriele wouldn't do this." "Are you sure? Because she already betrayed you once and maybe she needs more money now." |My phone rang with Gabriele's name on the screen. "Hey." "Loire we have a problem because someone just tried to access Apex's main servers and they got through the first firewall before our security shut them down." "When?" "Ten minutes ago and they were specifically trying to access your software code."

Protective rage burns through my system like wildfire, but underneath the fury, questions eat at me to no end. How the fuck did someone breach our security? And also, someone left a threatening note for Freckles in her hotel room, and she didn’t say anything to me?

“And neither is my company.” Tears filled his eyes. “I just wanted to matter.” “You mattered,” Alex said. “You just didn’t want to earn it.” She walked away. FRACTURE POV: Alexandra The alert came at midnight. SECURITY BREACH DETECTED. FEDERAL INTEREST FLAGGED. Alex closed her eyes. Dominic swore softly beside her. “Leo,” she whispered. Across the city, Eleanor Moretti lifted her phone to her ear, smiling. “Phase three,” she said.

"Bradley has been living in New York. He came here to watch this play out in person." Sarah Morrison was already on her phone calling her field team. "Moving on that address now," she said, stepping out of the room. Blake's phone rang simultaneously. Santiago. Blake answered, listened for four seconds, and looked at me. "The Phoenix facility," he said. "Security just triggered a secondary breach alert. Someone is inside the development floor right now." I stood up immediately. "The brake contamination Voss said ten days but if Bradley knows Voss talked" "He moved the timeline up," Nathan said, already on his feet.

Lost in her thoughts, Marianne heard him say “I advise that you don’t go in the security area for a while.” “Huh! Why?” she asked. “There had been a breach with the system. It hasn't been detected until now. The staff had found out that it happened when you went there last time,” answered Francois. “W-what? How? Well, I’m sure it can’t be that bad as I didn’t do much there. I just searched for your location, as I’ve told you,” said Marianne. “Some of the important files were copied,” said Francois. Marianne looks at him with a shocked face. “I didn’t do anything else in there, I swear! I promised that I will never step in there again!”

"I didn't do it! I didn't do it! Someone framed me!" Crimson cried all the way as he carried her out to his car, she suddenly fell asleep in his arms, he dropped her in the car amidst a large crowd trying to catch a glimpse of what happened to Crimson. After dropping her in his car he instructed his gaurd to drive her to the Ace mansion and have his mother or sister check on her. He then went back into the agency, he was not done with them yet. * * Kevin banged his hands on the large desk hard and leaned forward, staring daggers at all the share holders and directors of the company.

"Strip," I froze after hearing what the devil himself said. I didn't know what to or what to say. He smirked, pleased by my weak and vulnerable state. I hugged myself tighter, afraid. How to escape? What kind of sick joke is this? I raised my shaking eyes, daring for the first time to meet his fixing gaze. He stood there in all his glory, waiting for me to submit to his sinful demand. A tear slipped down my face, looking at the door, hoping, praying someone would come and save me from this shameless man in front of me.

My body still buzzed from it, slick and sensitive, while my mind spun with shock and a rush of anger and want all mixed together. “Hold on,” I told Tristan, my voice rough. I answered the call and stood up, walking a few steps away toward the windows even though my legs felt unsteady. “ What is it?” “Ms. Langford, sorry to call so late,” my head of security said. “There’s been a security breach attempt on the main servers. Nothing critical got through but the team wants your eyes on the logs. We can handle it but protocol says you should know immediately.” I rubbed my temple, the post-orgasm haze clashing hard with the sudden stress.

Gage said weakly in acknowledgment, straightening in his chair. “Indeed,” Romero hummed, pushing his sleeves up and sitting on the chair that was brought out for him. “What’s this I hear about my Armageddon?” He propped his elbows on his knees and laced his fingers under his sharp chin. “Our security team was compromised.” “Come again?” “The team was compromised,” Gage admitted again, “We had a huge wave of guests coming in for the weekend and needed extra hands. I hired Dave and Cummings to work a few night shifts. I vetted them—”

"The press. A rogue faction of financial reporters just bypassed the basement security entrance. They have a leaked, unedited copy of our internal liquidation memo. They’re coming up the side elevators right now, Grace. They want a live statement on the fraud allegations." Before Grace could even process his words, a muffled commotion erupted from the outer reception lobby just beyond the double oak doors. Shouted, overlapping questions, the high-pitched, metallic clicking of camera shutters, and the heavy, physical thuds of their skeleton security detail attempting to maintain a human wall bled through the thick wood. The sharks had officially breached the perimeter of the glass cage.