Trapped by the CEO

A Game of Shadows

The plastic packet hit the glass coffee table with a sound that echoed like a gunshot in the silent penthouse.

Maya stared at the DNA swab kit. Her throat went dry, her heart hammering against her ribs so hard she thought Julian must be able to see it through her blouse.

You can’t be serious, she whispered, her voice trembling.

I am always serious, Maya. Julian’s voice was smooth, dark, and terrifyingly calm. He walked around the table, closing the distance between them until he was towering over her. You claim the father is dead. You claim there is no record of him. Yet you have a son who shares my intellect and a daughter who has my eyes.

He leaned down, placing a hand on the back of the sofa, boxing her in.

Coincidences happen, he murmured, his face inches from hers. But I don't believe in coincidences. I believe in data. And I intend to get it.

Maya’s mind raced. She was a software engineer, trained to solve logic puzzles, but this was a trap with no exit code. If he swabbed Leo, the results would be a 99.9% match. He would take them. He would take her children, and with his army of lawyers, she would never see them again.

She had to stall.

You can't just swab a five-year-old child without a warrant, she said, forcing her chin up. It’s illegal. It’s invasive.

I am Julian Thorne, he replied, his eyes cold. The law is a suggestion in this city, not a rule. And as for invasive... I think breaking into my servers was invasive, don't you? Consider this a fair trade.

He reached for the kit.

No! Maya lunged forward, grabbing his wrist.

Currents of electricity shot through her arm at the contact. Julian froze. He looked down at her hand gripping his wrist, then back up to her face. His expression shifted from cold calculation to something hotter, something more dangerous.

Don't touch me unless you mean it, he warned, his voice dropping an octave.

Maya snatched her hand back as if she had been burned.

Please, she begged, changing tactics. Appealing to his mercy was a long shot, but it was all she had. They are asleep, Julian. Leo is terrified of strangers. If you go in there now, wake him up, and stick a swab in his mouth, you won't get the truth. You’ll just traumatize a little boy who has already been through enough.

Julian paused. He looked toward the stairs, where the children were sleeping. For a moment, the ruthlessness in his eyes softened, replaced by a flicker of doubt.

He is not afraid of strangers, Julian countered quietly. He stood up to me in that apartment. He looked me in the eye.

He was acting brave because he was protecting his sister, Maya said. But he is just a child. Please. Give us tonight. Let them sleep.

Julian studied her. He was dissecting her words, looking for the lie. He tapped his fingers against his thigh—a nervous tic she remembered from five years ago.

Fine, he said abruptly, stepping back.

Maya let out a shaky breath.

But, Julian added, raising a finger, this is not a negotiation. Tomorrow morning, my private doctor will come here. He will perform the test properly. If you try to run, my security team will stop you. If you try to tamper with the test, I will know.

He walked over to the minibar and poured himself another drink, his back to her.

Go to bed, Maya. You have a big day tomorrow.

Maya didn't wait to be told twice. She grabbed her purse and practically ran up the stairs, her legs shaking with every step.

The guest bedroom was dark and quiet.

Maya closed the door behind her and leaned against it, sliding down until she hit the floor. She buried her face in her hands.

She had bought herself twelve hours. That was it.

She crawled over to the bed where Leo and Mia were sleeping. They looked so peaceful, unaware that their mother was playing a high-stakes game of poker with a billionaire.

Leo shifted in his sleep, his hand reaching out to grab his tablet on the nightstand. Even in his dreams, he was connected.

Maya looked at the tablet. An idea sparked in her mind.

Julian had security. He had money. He had power. But Leo... Leo had access.

She shook her son gently. Leo. Leo, baby, wake up.

Leo groaned, rubbing his eyes. Mom? Is the dragon gone?

Shh, she whispered, pulling him into a sitting position. Listen to me. I need you to do something for me. Something very important.

Leo blinked, instantly alert. Is it a mission?

Yes, Maya said, glancing at the door to make sure Julian wasn't listening. I need you to access the building's security protocols. Can you loop the camera feed in the hallway?

Leo smirked, grabbing his tablet. Child's play. Why?

Because, Maya said, her eyes hardening with determination. We need to make sure Mr. Thorne doesn't see what we’re about to do.

She wasn't going to run. Running was impossible; the penthouse was a fortress. She had to stay and fight. But to fight Julian Thorne, she needed leverage.

And she had the ultimate leverage hidden in the bottom of her suitcase.

She walked over to her luggage and unzipped the hidden compartment. She pulled out the black suit jacket. It still smelled like rain and sandalwood. She reached into the lining and felt the small, hard rectangle.

The prototype chip.

She didn't know what was on it. She didn't know why Julian wanted it so badly. But if he was willing to hunt her for five years over it, it was valuable.

Leo, she whispered. Can you read what’s on this chip without connecting to the internet?

Leo took the silver chip, holding it up to the moonlight. This architecture... it’s old school. But powerful. Yeah, I can read it.

Do it, Maya commanded. Tell me what Julian Thorne is hiding.

Leo slotted the chip into a port on his modified tablet. He typed a few commands. A progress bar appeared on the screen.

decrypting... 10%... 40%...

Suddenly, the screen flashed red.

Whoa, Leo whispered, his eyes widening. Mom, this isn't just a prototype. This is a key.

A key to what?

To everything, Leo said, turning the screen toward her. It’s a backdoor key to the entire global banking network. If someone had this, they could drain every bank account in the world in ten seconds.

Maya gasped, covering her mouth.

She wasn't holding a piece of hardware. She was holding a digital nuclear weapon.

No wonder he hunted me, she realized. He thinks I’m a super-criminal.

Just then, the doorknob turned.

Maya froze. Leo shoved the tablet and the chip under his pillow.

The door creaked open.

Julian stood in the doorway, his silhouette framed by the hallway light. He wasn't wearing his jacket anymore. His tie was undone. He looked tired, and dangerous.

I forgot to mention one thing, he said, his voice low.

Maya stood up, blocking his view of Leo. What?

Julian stepped into the room. He didn't look at the kids. He looked only at her.

My doctor will be testing all three of us tomorrow, he said.

Maya frowned. Why you?

Because, Julian said, stepping closer, his blue eyes burning with intensity. If that boy is mine, I need to know where he gets his talent. But more importantly... if he is mine, that means you and I have unfinished business.

He reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear. His fingers lingered on her skin, sending a shiver down her spine.

Sleep well, Maya. Tomorrow, everything changes.

He turned and left, closing the door softly.

Maya stood in the dark, her heart racing. He didn't know about the chip. He didn't know she had the leverage.

But as she touched the spot where his fingers had grazed her skin, she realized the chip wasn't the only dangerous thing in this room.

The attraction between them was still there. It was a live wire, sparking in the dark. And if she wasn't careful, it would burn her alive before she ever had a chance to escape.