Beneath Her Bastard Boss

Chapter 118

Chapter 118

The alarm pierced the quiet like a slap.

Sutton jolted, blinking hard as the sound cut back to the here and now with brutal clarity.

the thick fog in her head. The noise wasn’t deafening, but it was sharp and urgent. It snapped her

Saved by the bell.

She looked over Luca’s shoulder toward her

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the red light flashing on the security panel.

“Shit,” she muttered.

Luca stood quickly, already alert, already all business again. But when he turned to look at her, there was something softer lingering in his eyes. Something that she had never seen in him before.

“You okay?” he asked.

Sutton nodded, even though her body ached and her thighs still felt shaky. “Yeah. Just… give me a second.”

She pulled her dress down as best she could and stood slowly, ignoring the dull ache that followed. Her underwear was gone. Didn’t matter. Her limbs were jelly, her head still going over everything that had passed between them. She moved toward her desk and silenced the alarm.

The screen lit up.

System breach alert.

Her heart stuttered.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” she

breath

“What is it?” Luca asked, already moving in beside her.

She didn’t answer right away. Her fingers were flying across the keyboard now, checking logs, cross–referencing data, scanning for the entry point.

“It’s not a breach,” she said finall

“It’s an internal trigger I set up without anyone knowing to monitor tampering attempts on the server.” Her jaw tightened. “Someone just tried to wipe a backup file connected to Kingston.”

Luca’s expression hardened. “From inside the building?”

Sutton nodded once. “Yeah.

From a secured login.”

His voice dropped. “Nicole?”

proof and I’m going to get that proof. That’s why I set up the trigger.” She glanced up at him. He didn’t expect her to do it without telling him. “But at a guess, we are going to get answers

I couldn’t risk her getting away with it.

“If it is Nicole, I have to say this has to be

said, already sliding into her chair. “You might want to lock down executive–level credentials while I do. Maybe lock everyone out of

knew how she looked, hair mussed, lips

He hesitated.

“Sutton.”

She didn’t stop typing.

I said. About

paused, hands hovering over the keyboard. Her chest

she said quietly. “But right now, we’ve got other things to

and moved to

across the keyboard, getting to

world narrowed to code, to backdoors, to the need to solve this puzzle. Soon, there was no trace of emotion

his

he confirmed behind her, reading over her shoulder. “Only you and

already rerouting

scrolled fast. She bypassed their internal audit tools, tapping straight into the raw feeds. No interfaces. No

was done

tried to delete backup files tied to

internal IP logs and copied the identifier. Then she opened

the cameras?” Luca asked. “Fuck, Sutton. I’m

turning back to her computer. “I’m cross–referencing badge data with security footage,” she said, not looking away. “They logged in from the third floor east end of the building. We’re going to see exactly who

typed fast, tracing

s of

terminal used.

It pinged. She rerouted.

And the feed opened.

then played. Grainy black and white, time–stamped, just past 3:12

Nicole. Just as she had thought. But she

was a man, but he was wearing a hoodie. His

back at the man. No, it wasn’t him. This

she whispered. “He used

tightened. “That’s not

badge.”

Jake Sutton agreed. They watched as Nicole handed something to the man…a drive?

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