Damien’s POV
Two months later, and my company was not only afloat—it was thriving.
Funny, considering how close it came to crashing.
All thanks to her.
Cleo.
The woman who saved my ass more than once now. The first time? She outsmarted that crazy woman who tried to ruin me by leaking private documents.
The second? A cyber breach that could’ve destroyed years of our data integrity and leaked our confidential prototypes into the market.
It came out of nowhere—anonymous server pings, encrypted spyware, PR nightmares waiting to explode. The bastards wanted headlines. Scandal. Me, in handcuffs.
But Cleo—damn her—she’d figured it out within hours. She traced the worm to a ghost server hosted through a shell tech firm in the Caymans. Found the real leak, patched the system, and even turn
