Page 3 of Ruthless Contract
A hacker’s coding was like their signature. You could learn a lot about a person from the malware they used and the way they tried to exploit weaknesses in your system. These nearly daily excursions with Juliet had revealed some weaknesses of my own.
That prompted me to upgrade my personal security software and the security software of the DeLuca-Cattaneo Casino & Resort. These daily excursions had also given me a chance to know her in a way that was different from how I knew others.
Sure, she was a hacker trying to steal my information. But with her skills, she could’ve used malicious malware to force her way in and been done with it. She hadn’t done that. Which made me wonder if this was just a game to her, a way for her to test her skills.
I mean, hacking into Romaneo Cattaneo’s systems would be a big brag for any hacker. Or was there more to what she was doing? Was she looking for something specific from me? I didn’t know.
And that made her both a temptation and a threat. I hoped I didn’t come to regret our time together. I smiled as I blockedanother attempt to access my emails. I knew her patterns now, her habits.
Or at least I thought I did. That was the problem with JulietWithCurves. Every time I thought I was getting close to understanding the way she worked, she changed her methods. Which was exactly what she was doing now. Two pop-ups appeared on my screen.
Location Trace Failed.
Intruder Still Active.
“Fuck,” I swore under my breath.
I’d gotten really close to activating her cams that time.
JulietWithCurves:Did you just curse at me?
My eyes narrowed as I read her latest message.
How the fuck did she know...
Then I noticed it. The tiny flicker at the corner of my device. The little hacker had managed to tap into my laptop's camera and microphone. A slow grin spread across my face as I leaned back in my chair.
“You’re a sneaky little cyber-criminal,” I muttered, shocked, and a little irritated, but also very proud of her.
“I know, right!” Her modulated voice filled the room. “While you were busy trying to hack into my cameras, I decided to hack into yours. How does it feel to be spanked by your Juliet, Romeo?”
Fuck, I wanted her.
No. I needed her.
“Congrats. You’ve seen my face,” I told her.
“I already knew what you looked like, love,” her gravelly voice filled my office. “Your picture is my phone’s screensaver.”
“You’re starting to sound like a stalker. Are you stalking me, Juliet?”
“Yes, I am, Romeo.”
Fuck... was this love?
I chuckled, trying to maintain my composure. “Oh, really?”
“Really. By the way, has anyone ever told you that you have a sexy voice?”
“I’ve heard that a time or two.”
“From who?”
“Why?” I asked. “Are you jealous?”
“Not at all.”
“Then why do you need to know?”
