Maximum Security Novel Novels & Stories

“It better be worth my forgiveness. Bye.” Maksim ended the call before Christian could say more. Tossing the device on the table, he brought out Camilla’s old phone. The screen had been changed, and it was working fine. Her pictures were littered over the Photos app, and he had spent more time than necessary staring at a few of them. He had no plans of returning it to her. In a few months, their deal would be over, and this would be his souvenir. The hours went by with him making calls and completing plans to make sure his club opening would be seamless. Security was his top priority. No one was allowed inside with weapons, so he had to guarantee their protection or people wouldn’t show up.

“Alright then, we can drive there right now,” David said with a mischievous grin. I looked outside and saw that it was already getting dark. I just wanted to smile and relax and wait, because obviously he couldn’t penetrate that safe. And I made sure that it was a high-quality safe that I laid my hands on while I was at UNI. You know, that woman who first gave me those original documents? She also gave me that safe. Nobody could crack it open, not even the best programmer in the world. It couldn’t even be blown up by a bomb.

Chapter 28: Safe Haven The secure medical facility was actually a private safe house on the outskirts of the city one Marcus had prepared the moment Sebastian went missing. Fully stocked, heavily fortified, and completely off the grid. No staff. No cameras in the inner rooms. Just the essentials an alpha would demand when protecting his Omega in heat. Kane carried Sebastian inside without letting anyone else touch him. The Omega was still trembling violently in his arms, face buried in Kane’s neck, soft desperate sounds escaping with every breath. His body burned like a furnace against Kane’s chest.

That pleased Maximus greatly because he planned to take his time and let off a little steam. “Mr Lioness. The head of security would like to see you before you leave. He claims it’s imperative you go.” One guard Maximus wasn’t familiar with, stood at the open door to his apartment. He couldn’t hide the sneer at the unexpected summons. Another thing delaying him from an evening of sweet and spicy diversions. “Fine. Where is he?” Maximus grumbled. Every one of the new security was two to three times larger than himself. He wondered what they ate or who they drank from to get this size. Any of them could give the emperor himself a run for his money in a fight.

The head of security, a scarred veteran named Marcus with a jaw like granite, nodded grimly, his eyes never wavering. “Understood, sir. Perimeter is already triple-layered. Snipers on the roof. Drones in the air. Motion sensors every ten feet. No one gets within a mile without us knowing.” Adrian’s jaw remained locked so tight it ached, his face drawn with bone-deep exhaustion and a hunger that clawed at his insides like a living beast. He glanced up the sweeping marble staircase toward the locked master bedroom where Cecilia still lay or pretended to sleep under layers of heavy guard. Two men stood outside the door like statues, rifles slung across their chests, eyes scanning every shadow.

“I failed you.” “You didn’t,” I say, even though I’m shaking. “We’ll find them.” ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Late afternoon The new security system that is installed is military-grade: biometric locks, motion sensors, cameras that record 24/7, and two armed guards inside the penthouse at all times now. Sophia insists on staying in the guest room. “I’m not leaving you two alone with this lunatic out there,” she says. I’m still sitting on the couch, with my knees pulled to my chest, when Damien kneels in front of me.

Nobody warned us that the truly terrifying part came after saving reality. Taking the baby home. “She’s so small.” Silas stood frozen in the apartment doorway holding Hope like she was an active bomb. The creator immediately nodded. “Exactly my concern.” The guardian had somehow installed seventeen separate safety systems in the apartment overnight. “MAXIMUM SECURITY.” The Devourer stared around the living room in disbelief. “There are more baby-proof locks than actual cabinets.” The guardian looked proud. “CORRECT.”

I believe sulking about the issue won't make it any different. “ No, that is a waste of time, that little human we are keeping in this house knows more than she lets on. If we put her under more pressure, she will break. She has to know more than she lets on, as well as how her brother opened the safe because that safe has the best-locking technology in the whore world. I don't think that famous Besto Key is capable of opening the safe.” Maximo's eyes appear distant.

How close are they really? As there’s nothing else of interest, I go through the drawers. It doesn’t take me long to find what I’m looking for. Barry Maximo puts a lot of faith in his security system to leave his precious notebook lying around in an unlocked drawer. It’s a mistake, a flaw in the system, and I’m good at sniffing out flaws and using weaknesses to my advantage.

“Hey… about what you saw earlier.” She jumped, clutching the book to her chest. “I—I didn’t see anything. I swear. I won’t tell anyone.” I smiled softly and stepped even closer, backing her gently against the shelves. “Relax. Professor Harlan and I… we have an understanding. But I saw how you looked at us. You didn’t run away because you were scared. You ran because it turned you on, didn’t it?” Her cheeks burned brighter. She shook her head quickly. “No… that’s not… I’m not—”