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After Hours Penetration

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In the shadowed corridors of Paris’s elite tech scene, Calder Valmonte is a name whispered with awe and envy. Once, he was Rhys Voss, the illegitimate son of a billionaire.

He was despised by his half-brother Julian and ignored by their father, Victor Voss. Thirteen years ago, on a rainy night in the Voss family’s grand château outside Paris, Julian’s cruelty reached its peak. Rhys and his mother were cast out into the rain like unwanted strays.

Penniless and broken, his mother soon died from pneumonia and grief, leaving a teenage Rhys with nothing but a vow of vengeance. He disappeared to Asia, hid in secret and built the largest business empire spanning Europe and the East.

Now, under the disguise as Calder Valmonte, Rhys returns to Paris and infiltrates Vosstech which is Julian’s flagship company. He arrives as a senior consultant who was transferred from London by the silent majority shareholder of Vosstech.

No one suspects that the impeccably suited stranger in their midst is the long lost brother Julian believed was either dead or vanished forever. Rhys’s plan is meticulous as he plans to strip Julian of his wealth, reputation, and everything he holds dear to him until nothing remains but ruin.

Everything changes when Eleanor enters the picture. The wife of Julian voss. He had wanted to use her as his pawn against Julian but a night with her changes everything.

Eleanor is an intelligent and a hardworking woman but she fell for the wrong man. she has spent the evening enduring her husband’s cold indifference and public flirting with younger women. at a company event, she had gotten tipsy after a fight with Julian. she walks to a room thinking it was hers but, she mistakes the door to Calder’s private suite for her own. One accidental entry,and the air ignites.

What begins as a drunken mistake turns into a night of reckless and forbidden passion. hands tangled in silk sheets,her whispered confessions against his heated skin and bodies moving with a hunger they can't deny.

Rhys had intended to use Eleanor as the perfect weapon against Julian. But from that mistake, something shifts. Eleanor is no mere trophy.she is sharp, wounded and makes him feel real in a way no one has ever been for him. One night turns into stolen afternoons in hidden Paris apartments, late-night thrusts in the empty Vosstech offices overlooking the Seine, and desperate embraces that blur the line between revenge and obsession.

Rhys tells himself he is still in control, that he will discard her the moment Julian is destroyed. But the more he uncovers Eleanor’s loneliness in her gilded cage, the more fiercely possessive he becomes. He no longer wants to break her. Now,he wants to keep her, to give her the love and fire Julian never bothered to offer, even if it means abandoning the revenge that has fueled him for over a decade.

As Julian grows paranoid about leaks inside Vosstech and old family secrets threaten to surface, Rhys faces an impossible choice he has to choose from, either he complete his long awaited destruction of the brother who ruined his life, or risk everything,his empire, his identity and his freedom just to claim the one woman who has ever made him feel whole.

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Chapter 1
23:11, Orly private hanger The cold October air hits Rhys like a slap the moment he steps off the Gulfstream. The metal stairs humming under his weight as the chill air bites through his black coat. He pulls the coat tighter around his body not for covering himself against the wind but against the memory that were creeping back like silent shadows slipping through cracks. He closed his eyes to dismiss the rising memories but it only became worse. Flashback He is fourteen again. He's holding his mother's trembling fingers as they stood outside a big mansion. His father's men had forcefully shoved them into a car. His elder brother, Julian watched as he leans against the door post. He looked like he was watching a boring drama. "Get that ugly face out of my mansion",he ordered, his voice cold as ice. The door of the car was slammed shut despite his mother's struggles. His mother floral perfume mixed with burnt inscense lingers on his skin as she sobs. "Je t'amie, mon tresor",she whispers to him, meaning "l love you my treasure". Years later, she ebbed in a cramped Lyon apartment, drowning in silence and cheap wine until pneumonia claimed her. He kept her last voicemail of four seconds which were filled with her shaky breath and a small whisper of her encouraging him to do well. He saved it on a small old phone he never charged. A reminder of why he came back. Tonight, he doesn't need a reminder. He just needs to walk back into the life they threw him out and take everything they love. He is no longer the scared boy they threw out the mansion like trash. He is now the CEO of R cooperation, a silent majority shareholder of the empire Julian thinks he own. He is the signature on every contract that has made Julian sweat for four years. The driver opens the rear door of the Bentley. Rhys hesitates for a second. He looks up at the indigo Paris sky as he exhales a soft and tired breath. He slides into the warm leather and closes his eyes for a moment. He lets himself feel not just the anger but the grief and loneliness which he had sharpened into a weapon. When he opens his eyes, the softness is gone. "George V",he says to the driver in native french. "And turn the heater on". The car glides through the glowing heart of Paris. On his phone, he pulls up the live feed from Voss global headquarters. 50th floor, 23:27 Eleanor Voss steps out of the elevator, looking small and tired. Despite her tried looks, she was really beautiful. She rubs her arms like she is cold even though she was indoor. He pause the video and for a second, he lets himself wonder what her voice sounds like when she doesn't pretend to be happy. He puts the phone back in his pocket. Tomorrow, he will meet her. Tomorrow,he start his revenge against Julian. But if along the way, the revenge starts to be more of her than Julian,well, he will deal with it when the time comes. "Boss, everything is in order. Your ID, clearance codes and files are all ready for use",the driver reminds him. "Do you have it here with you?",he asked. The driver passes the papers over to him. Rhys's thumb brushes the logo of Julian's company. He leans his head back as he watch the Champ-Élysées light smear past the window. He whispers to himself: "I am back, big bro and I brought hell with me".

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