02:- ᴍʏsᴛᴇʀɪᴏᴜs ʜᴀᴄᴋᴇʀ

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...𝔸𝕦𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕣'𝕤 ℙ𝕆𝕍 :-...

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"Sis, open the door!" Amelia banged on Anika's door until she finally opened it, half-asleep.

"Why are you trying to break my door?" Anika asked, rubbing her eyes.

"Because you're late!" Amelia showed her the time on her phone.

Anika's eyes widened as she saw the time flashing on the screen - 2:30.

"Shit, how long have I been sleeping?" she muttered, loud enough for Amelia to hear.

"Only you know that!" Amelia replied with a grin.

"What were you doing last night?" she asked, curiosity getting the better of her.

"I got fresh and went to bed directly," Anika replied, still trying to shake off the sleep.

"Maybe because of your medicines," Amelia suggested.

"Seems like it," Anika agreed.

"Hmm... Okay, Sis, bye! I'm getting late," Amelia said, turning to leave.

"Where are you off to? Today's Sunday," Anika reminded her.

"I was invited to my friend's house to work on our project," Amelia replied.

"Okay, be safe!" Anika called out as Amelia hurried off.

"Sure!" Amelia replied, already on her way out.

Amelia joined Olivia in the sleek AMG GT2 car, flanked by two cars in front and two behind. As they drove

Olivia asked, "Who was that girl you were talking to?"

"My dad's friend's daughter. She's like an elder sister to me," Amelia replied.

"Why didn't you introduce me?" Olivia pouted.

"Next time, I promise!" Amelia said with a smile.

"Let's go!" Olivia revived the engine, and they arrived at the grand Wilson Family mansion.

Amelia's jaw dropped in awe.

"Wow, it's stunning!"

"Come on, let's go inside!" Olivia led her to her room, and Amelia marveled at the opulence.

Every delicate showpiece and artwork left her in wonder, like she'd entered an art gallery.

Olivia's room was three times the size of Amelia's, with gleaming marbled floors, elegant silk curtains, and a grand king-size bed. The plush sofa and beautifully crafted study table added to the luxury. Amelia was speechless.

"Do you like it?" Olivia asked,

noticing Amelia's awe.

"Like it? I love it! I'm at a loss for words to describe its beauty!" Amelia exclaimed.

"I'm glad you like it! Let's finish our project, and then I'll give you a tour!" Olivia said with a smile.

Both friends got engaged in their project work.

After 4 long hours.

As they sat on the floor, surrounded by papers, pens, and stationery, Olivia exclaimed, "Finally!"

"We actually finished it!" Amelia shared her relief.

The once-tidy room was now a mess, but they were thrilled to have completed their group project.

"Two is better than one," Olivia said, smiling.

"Yupp!" Amelia agreed.

"Let's clear this mess before one of us trips and breaks a bone," Amelia suggested and Olivia nodded in agreement.

Just then, Allesandro burst into the room, not noticing the clutter.

He tripped on a pen and fell, landing on something soft.

The girls gasped in surprise. As Allesandro realized his face wasn't on the floor, he discovered it was resting on someone's legs - Amelia's, to be exact.

Allesandro swiftly scrambled to his feet, his face flushing with embarrassment as he realized he had landed in Amelia's lap.

"Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't see the mess on the floor!" He apologized profusely.

"It's okay, it's okay! We're just glad you're okay!" Amelia said, trying to maintain her composure,

while Olivia glared at her brother.

"Did you have eyes or did God just stitch buttons in their place?" Olivia grumbled, exasperated.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it..." Allesandro apologized, but Olivia cut him off.

"Yeah, do something like that and chase all of my friends away!" Olivia scolded.

"I'm sorry!" Allesandro apologized again, but Olivia directed him to Amelia.

"Yeah, hey... I mean..." Allesandro's breath hitched as he gazed into her grey eyes, and time seemed to stand still. They were beautiful.

Amelia's eyes dropped, and she shifted uncomfortably, her cheeks flushing a soft pink as she tried to process the sudden attention from Allesandro.

Olivia intervened, "What are you doing? You're making her uncomfortable!"

"Umm... yeah... I mean... umm... I am... eyes..." Allesandro stuttered.

"Allesandro, if you didn't apologize, I'm going to tell Arthur!"Olivia warned him.

Amelia stood there, confused about what to do. She thought about intervening but hesitated.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to do that!"Allesandro finally apologized again,

"It's okay, it wasn't your fault."Amelia reassured him.

"That's better! You should leave now!"Olivia exclaimed

"Well, since we had such a rough encounter, can I get to know your name, Miss?"Allesandro asked Amelia.

"Hello, I am Amelia Jones." She replied sheepishly.

"Hello beautiful nice to meet you! I am Allesandro Wilson Olivia's Second elder brother."

She nodded while passing him a smile.

"Why did you come here, anyway?" Olivia asked her brother, noticing his interest in Amelia.

"Why did I come here? Umm... Oh, yeah! To call you for dinner!" Allesandro remembered, a bit too late.

"It's already dinner time?" Amelia exclaimed, glancing at the clock on the wall, which read 8 o'clock.

"Oops, I'm late!" Amelia tensed up, realizing she had lost track of time.

"Since you're already late, have dinner with us, and then I'll send a driver with you," Olivia suggested.

"Yeah, I agree with her," Allesandro chimed in, supporting his sister's idea.

"Umm, okh.." Amelia said, chewing her lips in hesitation.

At the dinning table

"Allesandro, stop! I don't like it!" Olivia shouted, exasperated, as her brother tried to spoon mushroom soup into her bowl.

"Can you both shut up for a few moments? Let's have dinner in peace, at least!" Arthur ordered, his voice firm but calm.

"Okay!" Olivia and Allesandro replied in unison, ceasing their argument.

"So, you're Olivia's friend?"Arthur turned his attention to Amelia, who was sipping her soup.

"Yeah..."Amelia nodded timidly.

"What's your name, dear?" Arthur asked, his voice soft and gentle.

"Amelia... Amelia Jones," she replied, her fingers playing with the hem of her dress.

"It's a pretty name, dear. I hope you'll enjoy dinner, and don't worry, I'll make sure someone sees you home safely," Arthur assured her.

"Thank you," Amelia said, smiling gratefully.

After the dinner.

Arthur ordered one of his man to drop Olivia off.

"Andrew!" Allesandro called out to the man designated to escort Amelia home.

"Yes, sir?" Andrew responded promptly.

"Leave it to me, I'll drop her off!" Allesandro commanded, his tone firm but friendly.

Andrew began to protest, "But, sir-" only to be interrupted by Allesandro's gentle yet authoritative hand on his shoulder.

"Just leave, I'll ensure she gets back safely!" Allesandro said with a reassuring smile.

Andrew nodded and bowed slightly. "As you wish, sir!" He departed, leaving Allesandro in charge.

Amelia and Olivia stood by the car, awaiting her departure.

"Let's go!" Allesandro exclaimed, appearing before them with a playful jingle of his car keys.

Olivia raised an eyebrow.

"I thought Arthur asked Andrew to drop her off?" she remarked, a hint of skepticism in her voice.

Allesandro flashed a cheeky smile.

"Ah, actually, an emergency popped up, and he had to dash off to take care of it!" he explained, his tone lighthearted.

Olivia snorted, shooting him a warning glare that said

"Don't even think about something stupid."

Allesandro merely grinned, unfazed, and opened the passenger door for Amelia.

"Let's go, my lady!" he said, offering a gallant smile.

Amelia slid into the front seat, thanking him politely.

Allesandro joined her, his eyes sparkling with amusement, and started the engine.

The car roared to life, ready to take them on their journey.

Allesandro's curiosity got the better of him, and he broke the silence in the car.

"So, what do you study, Amelia?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with interest.

Amelia was taken aback by the sudden question, her mind racing to respond.

"Umm... Architecture," she replied, her voice slightly hesitant.

Allesandro's face lit up. "Oh, same as my sister! Which year are you in, btw?" he asked, his enthusiasm evident.

Amelia replied, "Third year," just as she was starting to relax, Allesandro asked another question, this one catching her off guard.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" he inquired, his tone innocent.

Amelia's eyes widened in surprise, her cheeks flushing slightly. "What?" she exclaimed, her voice rising in discomfort.

Allesandro chuckled. "Just curiosity!" he exclaimed, his hands raised in defense.

"Put your hands back on the steering wheel!" Amelia shouted, horrified, her voice echoing through the car.

For a moment, she genuinely feared for her life.

Allesandro chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement.

"Don't worry, I wouldn't let you die! Death wouldn't dare cross paths with Allesandro Wilson."

Amelia's face contorted in disgust. "But you'll be mine, definitely!" she exclaimed, her voice laced with sarcasm.

Allesandro flirted, "Trust me, I can do it in many more ways!" His words sent shivers down Amelia's spine.

"You're trying at the wrong place!" Amelia warned, her tone firm.

"Am I?" Allesandro asked, his eyebrow raised, his smile unwavering.

"Yes!" Amelia replied, her voice firm, her eyes fixed on the road ahead, willing the car to reach its destination soon.

"Oh, pretty girl! There's no girl in the world who could resist me!" Allesandro exclaimed, his confidence bordering on arrogance.

"Okay, but I'm saying no!" Amelia replied firmly, her eyes flashing with determination.

"I don't believe it!" Allesandro said, his gaze locked on hers, his smile unwavering.

"Stop the car!" Amelia shouted, her voice rising in distress.

"Hey, hey, I'm sorry, okay?" Allesandro apologized, his hands raised in defense.

"I don't want your apology! Just stop the car!" Amelia demanded, rubbing her forehead in frustration.

"Whoa, calm down, girl! I'm not going to eat you alive!" Allesandro tried to soothe her, his tone playful.

"No need to try, Allesandro. I know you're a playboy, but your tricks won't work on me!" Amelia retorted, her voice firm and resolute.

The tension between them was palpable, Amelia's words a clear warning to Allesandro to back off.

"Please, stay! My sister will chop my head off if she finds out I left you halfway!" Allesandro begged, his eyes wide with fear.

"I'll zip my mouth shut, I promise!"

Allesandro tried to apologize

But Amelia cut him off

"We're already here! Stop the car!" she exclaimed, her voice firm.

"But-"Allesandro started to protest

"We're already here, so please! Your apologies are unnecessary now. Your sister won't be saying anything."Amelia interrupted again

"Okh!" Allesandro relented and stopped the car.

Amelia quickly dashed out, hurrying down the road without looking back.

After walking a few meters, Amelia realized she wasn't alone.

She cautiously turned around to find Allesandro's car following her.

Despite her initial unease, she felt a sense of relief wash over her. The deserted road, devoid of even a single soul, had been making her skin crawl.

The stark white light cast by the street lamps only added to the eerie atmosphere.

As she finally reached her home, Amelia felt a visible sense of relief wash over her.

She opened the door and stepped inside, feeling the safety of her sanctuary envelop her.

Curiosity got the better of her, and she checked on Allesandro's car from her window. It was still there, and as she gazed out, their eyes met.

Allesandro offered her a playful smile before driving away.

At Wilson mansion....

"Allesandro!" one of his team members rushed to him, looking frantic.

"What's going on?" Allesandro asked, his brow furrowed in concern.

"Our servers have been hacked again!" the man exclaimed, his voice laced with panic.

Allesandro's expression turned incredulous.

"What?!" he shouted, sprinting towards the server room.

As he burst in, he was met with a chilling sight.

Every computer on the wall displayed the same ominous message:

'Try me'

Allesandro's eyes narrowed, his mind racing. He swiftly approached the main computer and began typing furiously, his fingers flying across the keyboard with a fluid grace.

His hands moved with a sense of urgency, as if racing against time to outsmart the mysterious hacker.

An hour later.

The screens flickered back to life, returning to normal.

Arthur's face reddened with anger, his fists clenched.

"Who the hell is he?" he shouted, his voice echoing through the room.

Allesandro's expression remained steadfast, his eyes burning with determination.

"We will catch him soon enough," he said, his voice firm.

Arthur's urgency was palpable.

"We have to!" he exclaimed.

"Do you know anything about them?"

Allesandro's gaze narrowed.

"Just one thing," he said, his chin resting on his hand.

"They're living here too, somewhere near us."

"What?"Arthur's eyebrows shot up.

Allesandro's fingers flew across the keyboard, his eyes fixed on the screen.

"I found a landmark," he said, his voice laced with excitement.

"A coffee shop - Coffee and Beans."

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