Maximum Security: Book Novels & Stories

“The estate is closed. The outside world has its official story. What we have stays between us.” I pressed closer. “And what do we have?” “Everything.” He kissed the top of my head. “You’re under my roof. Under my hand. And I’m just as owned by you as you are by me. The rest of the world can burn if it tries to take this.” I closed my eyes. His heartbeat was steady under my cheek. I fell asleep under his guardians. Hand resting possessively on my throat, the weight of his balls and body the only things that felt safe.

After all, we already have a white book. That's it, maybe I will tell my father that he needs to take care of the book. Because the sooner Camille revealed to the media and been in prison as soon as possible, maybe she will stop threatening me. I stand up and check all over my room into the cabinets even if into my clothes, Into the lantern, table chairs everywhere even if in my comfort room. After that, I realized that there are a lot of cameras in my room and even talking devices. How did that enemy put it into my room? Scott mansion was very strict and the security was very tight and Scott security came from the top agencies and each one of them was good in their field.

But off. I stopped just inside the door, my eyes scanning the room. Everything looked the same. Furniture untouched. Lights exactly how I left them. But something was wrong. “Stay here,” I said. My security team moved immediately, sweeping the place. I didn’t move from the entrance. Didn’t relax. Didn’t assume anything. Two minutes later— “All clear.” I walked in slowly anyway. “All clear doesn’t mean safe,” I said. “Yes, sir.” I moved toward the bar, pouring a drink but not touching it.

You are the only one that can read this, if you don't believe ask someone and you will see. "Are you having trouble, you are looking kind of lost and pale." King Alexander said from above me. I stiffened as I read the last line. Don't read this outloud they can't read your mind. This book is more powerful than anyone nomatter the time. So don't read this outloud and you will keep every universe safe. Any thought about this book will be blocked. So dont be scared you will see.

Just right. Then I walked to the bookshelf. The *real* one. Most people would walk right past the safe. That was the whole point. No fancy keypad, no dramatic lever - just smooth wood grain hiding a magnetic lock so seamless you'd need x-ray vision to spot it. I paused, thinking about Rolin's sad attempt at a secret room. An elevator door? Please. I'd seen better craftsmanship in motel bathrooms. The laugh slipped out before I could stop it - sharp and humorless.

Lucien said as we moved past rows of gold-plated safe deposit boxes. "I see the number on the end of the third row so just get the master key ready and stop worrying about the server because we are already inside," I told him, and I watched as he jammed the key into the lock and pulled out a thick, leather-bound book that was wrapped in a layer of protective plastic.

One of the women in black drops a pen on top. I took it looking at her, I signed the papers. The second woman opens up her brief case and it had tiny ring boxes in it. She picks them one by one showing me rare diamond and explaining them. " I don't care about that just give me the most expensive one here. " She presented it. " Well do you like it?" I asked Elizabeth. " That's it?" She asked. " Why? Is the diamond not big enough for you?" I asked her. "If it's big, the biggest in the world.

He decided to give Alexander the book he asked for. As early as 8:00 a.m. the next morning, heavy rain poured uncomfortably, so no one could hear a sound other than the raging thunder in the dark cloud. Maxmillian Knight got to Alexander's house. At the security gate, there were more than twenty shape-shifting soldiers guarding it. Maxmillian kept the book inside his coat to prevent it from getting wet from the rain. As soon as he got inside, he saw Alexander and Grace sitting in the living room.

As she turned toward the computer room after passing the living room, Isabella explained. She unbuckled the belt around her waist and took a flat metal out before opening the door. She said, inserting her flash drive into a computer she had just turned on, "These locks do not really guarantee security anymore, that's why places with need of maximum security make use of cards and fingerprints locks." We need to gather more information and put everything else in place because we only have the minimal information needed for our first job. She started. The task is to waste Littleton Reuben, the minister of health. A deadly Alpha.

Soren gave Kaplan a nod of acknowledgement and motioned for him to take a seat. “We run a tight ship here, Kaplan,” Soren said, his tone firm but not unkind. “We have cameras on every floor, biometric readers controlling access to all areas, and a number of other specialized security measures to keep this facility safe. What we do here is extremely important, and it is absolutely critical that this operation remains both secret and secure.” Kaplan nodded in understanding, his mind already spinning with the implications.