Romans & histoires Guard Pass

he said, his voice trailing off. I raised an eyebrow, genuinely perplexed. "What do you mean?" I asked, trying to keep my tone neutral. The guard's expression was unyielding. "You haven't given back the pass," he said, his eyes locked on mine. A lightbulb went off in my head. I remembered that each Alpha was supposed to receive a pass to gain entry into the Alpha's penthouse. And I had no idea what it looked like or where to get one. I cursed Alpha Blake under my breath.

"May I have your pass?" "A pass?" I am surprised as I have not received any pass, and the email only contains the address of the house. "I understand, but I don't have a pass. Is there any way I can gain entry?" The guard eyes me for a moment, his expression stern. "I'm sorry, ma'am, but I can't allow anyone without a pass onto the premises. It's a matter of security and privacy." My heart sinks, the weight of disappointment settling upon my shoulders. I have come so far, only to be stopped at the gate. But I can't let this setback deter me. I have to find a solution.

she gave a manly growl and cocked the gun. "Okay, chill! I'll say it!" he yells back in fear and digs out the card from his pocket and handed it to Julia. "There are three doors that requires a password, the password is 4261". "You just saved your stupid ass! I hope Anna sends you to hell you beast!" Julia hissed and ran out of the room. "Now it's just you and I" Anna smirks at him. "You know, you're such a stubborn little bitch and....ahh!" he screams and held his arm. "What...did..you just do?" he croaked and grimaces.

The City's secret gate has a three-phase locking system. The first phase is composed of an ordinary gate with a key. The second phase of the security system projects a virtual screen to key in the required security code for access. The third and final phase of the security system is a list of high profile authorities who have been granted permission to enter by the authority. Their faces and biometrics are recorded in the central database for the program's basis to finally grant the trespasser access or not. The last phase of the security system is strictly confidential information. Only the lists authority side butted in as he resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

"Excuse me, sir, you can't go that way, you have to identify yourself first." Jonás took out his identification card, which stated that he was the president of the Constructors, and handed it to the guard with a gesture of arrogance and superiority. The man looked at him for a few seconds, frowned, took the card and checked the computer, when he entered the code, it made a small alarm sound and a red text was reflected on the screen. Document not activated, unauthorized personnel. "I'm sorry, you can't come in, this ID has been deactivated," the guard said seriously.

André’s POV I kissed her cheek and grabbed a towel. I lifted her out of the water and tried my best not to wake her. I dried her up and laid her gently on the bed. She stirred and whimpered sweetly, but soon, she was calm and quiet. “Guard, tell the others around the perimeter to tighten security. No one gets in or out without my notice. Is that understood,” I said to the head guard over the telepathic link. “Yes, Sir. I will inform them. There is also a suitcase in front of the mansion. What should I do with it?”

Now, I was dissecting that very world. ​"The Vault is guarded by a triple-layer biometric lock," I said, my voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through my veins. "Julian Vane told my mother once that even a nuclear strike wouldn't open those doors without his specific thumbprint and a retinal scan. It's designed to be a tomb for anyone who isn't him."

Ah, I really like this guy's face, why is he so handsome? "Argh... you're going to have to can't wait for me to enjoy it all." "I'll do it later." "Borrow your phone." Gerald took his cell phone and gave it to me. Huh, use the key too. "What's the password?" "1234." "You're not creative." What moved me, it was my wallpaper, the candid photo. He's stalker. "Than I forgot." Gerald's defending himself. He's not going to give up, when it comes to things like this.

The padlock was rusted, a testament to the lack of use as Avi had stated. “Do you have a key?” I asked Avi who smiled and raised both hands in apology. A muffled grunt left my lips and I decided to do it the hard way. With one swift movement, I had scaled over the iron gates, jumping over to the other side. “Here,” Avi tossed something to me. I caught it; it was a silver key, glinting in my palm as the sun hit it. “I’ll keep watch. Do be cautious Dante. I wouldn’t want you to get hurt. The passkey is 15397”

' Roxanne thought as she walked up to the gate and rank the bell. A funny tune played from the speaker beside it and then seconds later, a neat looking security guard rushed out. "Hello Miss, how may I help you?" The gaurd questioned. Roxanne reached into her bag and pulled out the pass card Penelope had given her. 'Hello, My name's Roxanne Grant, I'm from Grant Enterprise and I'm here to inspect the place." The security guard took the pass card and typed something on his laptop. "Yes, Ms. Grant. Ms. Cube is currently inside the house waiting for you. Follow me." The guard said before walking back into the gate and opened it for Roxanne to enter.