My Wife Is A Hacker Novels & Stories

he said, tapping his device. "But that is not everything. We have located your mother-in-law, ma'am." I jumped up out of my seat. My lips curled into a wide smile. "Where is She?" I asked him. This will be the best news of the day. After Alvero told me about his friend, who was a hacker. He worked alongside the private investigator I hired. They were able to find out everything my husband was hiding. Now that I know about his ex. I also requested that the hacker look into the matter further, and the results are now worth it.

I suggested. “Alright boss,” he responded. I know it’s illegal to hack someone’s account but I won’t let her reply to that maniac. Therefore I would do anything to make her avoid interacting with such bastards. And I also know my private investigator has some crazy ass hacking skills and he has some men that work closely with him. “Make it quick, I would have loved to be present but we don’t know who's watching. I’m sure the person that sent this picture is still lurking around and might even be the one that sent my wife that message so we have to be on a low.”

Luckily it was still saved, so he dialed it and the young man picked up the call in the first ring. “Mr Felix?” the hacker asked surprisingly. He smiled. “It's me, you got work to do for me.” “Whatever, I'm ready to do anything.” “Track my brothers ex–wife, i want to know the details and everything about her now, including her residence.” he stated confidently and ended the call.

There was nothing wrong with him. This group chat was her hacker group. Ivanka, Bryan Bingley, and Fabian Murray were the three best hackers in the country. The name of their hacker group was simple: Three Musketeers. Bryan was the boss. Fabian was the lieutenant, and Ivanka was the youngest among them. Ever since she married Michael, she had told the two of them that she might not be able to work with them again. The two men expressed their support and understanding toward her decision. After all, she had gotten married.

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

Wanted to grab his razor from the sink and open the door and— My eyes fixed on the razor. Silver. Sharp. It would be so easy. One quick motion across his throat. Watch the light leave his eyes the way he'd watched it leave mine. Justice. Revenge. Murder. I stared at the razor, my mind fracturing between what I knew and what I'd dreamed and what I could prove. Because that was the question, wasn't it? Should I kill my husband for something that hadn't happened yet? For something that might have only been a nightmare?

She had worked late into the night that day, rubbing her hands raw with blisters. As I applied ointment to her palms, I scolded her for being foolish. She had only smiled and said, “If my husband and child want something, I’ll make sure they have it.” We had been so good then. We met in college. She had been a poor student with nothing to her name, and I had been the son of the wealthiest family in Rivershire.

Eli Jefferson decides to go to the shopping mall to buy a present for his son, Zachary Foley, who is about to celebrate his first birthday. Alas, once again, he runs into Jason Snider, who causes a scene, calling him a homewrecker and beating him up. To keep Zachary out of harm's way, Eli is forced to endure the beating without fighting back. Jason pummels him until he's covered in bruises and almost breaks a few of his bones. In the end, Eli has no choice but to call the police. Both men are taken to the police station—and both claim to be the husband of Christina Foley. The police officer calls Christina to verify their claims. When Jason hears that Christina will be coming down to the

While working overtime late into the night, I suddenly received a video from my wife. "Honey, there's a homeless man outside our door. I'm so scared!" In the video, a disheveled man was sitting outside my house. He occasionally muttered strange, unintelligible words. I immediately got permission to leave work and drove home, but on the way back, I got into a car accident. Only after I died did I learn the truth. It was a prank that had gone viral online. The footage of the homeless man had been generated using AI. What I never expected was that my wife's male best friend had taught her how to pull it off. They had even tampered with my car's brakes in advance. Worse still, the two of

Could it be that someone else entirely, and not Sandra Ashbourne, was the true target of that warning message? My brain ponders the puzzle, my thoughts racing as my fingers grip my leather jacket. The term 'little lady' didn't just apply to Sandra's petite frame; there was also my estranged, legal wife whom my family forced me to marry—the female I had never once met in person and whose empty marriage contract my status had used to ward off Sade Wintermere's aggressive advances. And lately, her lawyers had been pushing hard for a final divorce, which my beast had been stubbornly resisting. Could the mysterious, powerful hacker behind my business losses be standing up to defend my estranged w