Sentenced to Marriage by MadlainQ

Cyber-fight I was sitting, wrapped in bedsheets, with my back leaning against the head of the bed and the laptop on my thighs. I put on my earphone headset and instantly connected with Alan and Norton. They had been woken up by the same alarm and had already logged on when I called them on chat.

“Don’t do anything for now. We need to observe this bastard’s moves and find the right moment to put the tracker on him,” I said, typing commands like crazy and struggling not to lose him.

“I see that fucker!” Alan burst through my earphones. “He is going to the bait and trying to open the new projects’ folder.”

“What kind of a password do we have there?” I asked since Norton and Alan were the ones who had prepared the bait folder.

“It’s a standard password with small and capital letters, two digits, and a special sign. We thought that the hacker would become suspicious if the access was too easy,” Norton replied.” If it’s the same hacker who broke into the system before, then he is good enough to break the code quickly. It should take him approximately three to five minutes to break the code.”

I looked at the clock. The hacker had been inside the system for only a few minutes, but it didn’t seem as if he was running around blindly. I had a feeling that he had known exactly what he was looking for and where to find it.

“We should record his movements as proof,” I said, looking at the command windows that the hacker kept opening and closing.

I hated that we needed to wait for his move. This bastard could plant us a bug or a nasty virus, but we could only crush him after we knew what he or she was after. All three of us impatiently stared at the screen, watching the jerk struggling to get access to our false folder. “We have another breach!” Alan shouted. “He is trying to get into the account books!”

“There’s two of them?!” I called out, realizing that our once steady situation had just become more dangerous.

“There are three intruders actually…” Norton revised.

“”Three?!” It was clear that we had underestimated our enemies, but there was no time to panic. I had an amazing team, and those hackers walked into our territory. “Split the screen into three. I will monitor the first hacker. Alan, keep an eye on the one who tries to check the company’s finances, and Norton, you will observe the third one.”

“Yes, Ma’am!” Alan chuckled.

it,” Norton

just managed to crack our password. I nervously tapped on the laptop’s case, watching our intruder copy the files from the bait folder

I muttered, staring

screen.

bastards were doing. Then we were going to trigger an alarm to scare them while shutting all exits and leaving only one route of escape-through the gate where they would all be given a secret tracker. We needed them to walk in and out, giving Alan’s special tracking program time to analyze their trail. The problem was that our perfect plan could easily fail if they tried to infect

is trying to copy personal

screen. “Alan, is it likely for your intruder

have to spend all day. We used the best type of coding

relieved. “All right. We have the

“That fucker gave up on unlocking the

the alarm, now!” I shouted, trying to find and stop the malicious

need help with the virus?” Norton asked as he turned

escape through our gate. Stick to the plan,” I commanded

a single word; all of us were absolutely focused on the task at hand, typing thousands of commands at the speed of light. I clenched my teeth, my fingers fiercely flexing and pressing the computer keyboard as I crushed the virus

when I finally cleaned the

confirming that those bastards

mess with us, fuckers!” Alan roared, making

wanted. Let’s take a rest now,

a little kid. Only then did I realize my bedroom door was open and wearing nothing but pajama pants Aren stood on the threshold, leaning on

“Did I wake