Page 22 of Falling for the Grump Billionaire

I keep my eyes on the road. “First, we figure out what Heller told you. Then we use that information to track down whoever’s behind these leaks.”

“And by ‘we,’ you mean…?”

I glance at her, my expression serious. “You’ll be involved. But only as much as I say. I’m not putting you in more danger than you’re already in.”

She rolls her eyes. “Good luck with that.”

I grit my teeth, resisting the urge to argue. Eva’s stubbornness is going to get her killed if she’s not careful.

When we arrive at the tower, the building is eerily quiet, the late hour leaving the normally bustling offices deserted. The soft hum of fluorescent lights is the only sound as we step into my office, the city lights casting long shadows across the polished floor.

Eva lingers near the windows, her arms wrapped around herself as she gazes out at the skyline. For a moment, she looks almost vulnerable, her tough exterior cracked just enough to reveal the woman beneath.

“Dominic,” she says, her voice softer now. “Why are you helping me?”

The question catches me off guard. I meet her gaze, searching for the right words. “Because you’re in over your head. And whether you believe it or not, I don’t want to see you get hurt.”

She studies me for a long moment, her expression unreadable. Then she nods, just barely.

“Okay,” she says.

It’s not much, but it’s a start.

Adrian arrives a few minutes later, his usual calm demeanor tinged with urgency. He places a folder on my desk, his gaze flickering to Eva before returning to me.

“We found something,” he says.

I open the folder, scanning the documents inside. My stomach tightens as I take in the information.

“Heller,” I murmur, my jaw clenching.

Adrian nods. “He’s not working alone. The data suggests he’s part of a larger operation—one that’s been targeting high-profile companies for years. Kane Enterprises is just their latest target.”

Eva steps closer, her curiosity evident. “Who’s behind it?”

Adrian hesitates, glancing at me for approval. I nod, and he continues.

“We’re still piecing it together, but it looks like a group of rogue contractors. Ex-intelligence, cybersecurity experts, and a few disgruntled employees from various corporations. They’ve been operating under the radar, using people like Heller as pawns to gain access to sensitive information.”

“And their goal?” Eva asks.

“To dismantle the companies they target,” Adrian says. “Whether it’s for profit, revenge, or ideology, we don’t know yet.”

My grip tightens on the folder. “We need to find Heller. Now.”

Adrian nods. “We’re working on it. But there’s something else.”

He places another sheet of paper on the desk. It’s a photograph, grainy but clear enough to make my blood run cold.

Eva leans in, her eyes widening as she takes in the image.

“That’s…” she begins, her voice trailing off.

“Your stalker,” Adrian finishes.

The photo shows a man in a dark hoodie, his face obscured but his posture unmistakable. He’s standing outside Eva’s apartment building, his gaze fixed on her window.

The room falls silent, the weight of the discovery settling over us like a shroud.

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