All Chapters of Hacked Hearts: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Welcome to Hacked Hearts. Excusem the spelling or grammar mistakes, because I am only human. I hope you love this story and enjoy reading it. Don't be a silent reader, I'd love to know your views. Okay, then see on the otherside ;)   Chapter 1: I don't do drugs, so I can have a bad habit.   "I hate Tuesdays!" I groaned, rolling over to the other side of the bed, snuggling into my Panda blanket. "You say that for every single day, including Friday." Zivah muttered. "Now get up or you'll be late. As always." I opened one eye to find her applying mascara, her mouth was open and her face was twisted in a weird way as she concentrated on applying it properly. It was honestly fun to watch her apply make-up, the way her face deformed and turned, the way her lips pressed against each other and how h

Chapter 3. Only a donkey could find you attractive.   It had been ten minutes since we were locked in this room. And although I had turned on my phone's flashlight there was no range on my phone to call anyone and ask for help. And he had left his phone at his desk, because he had another one in the room next door - the one I should have entered. "What is this room?" I waved my phone around, looking at the endless number of folders and files stuffed in every corner. "It's the file room." Alex answered, he was sitting on a small table at the corner, his laptop on his lap as he typed something very fast. His eyebrows were furrowed in concentration and I could see he was frustrated. I would be too. "I am sorry, I didn't know about this door." I heard Alex sigh. "It's okay Myra, it's not your fault. I have dropped a mail to the main security. They should have this door open i

Chapter 5. Smells like a burnt pig all the time I had no idea what Alex Bianchi had drank or how much he had. But I knew that it was more than he could handle.He was grinning bright, something I had never seen him do. In fact I was sure the paparazzi who followed him 24*7 hadn’t seen him grin that big. And here he was, grinning like a Cheshire Car, eyes sparkling with glee and unstable feet trying to balance on the floor.“You should sit.” I remarked as he took a step towards me and ending up stamping on his own feet, scowling with pain.I lightly pushed his shoulder, leading him towards the couch. “Sit.” I ordered.He shook his head like a small kid. “No.”I sighed a little irritated. Disturbing my sleep can be hazardous to health, your health.“Alex just sit, you can barely stand. I’ll get some water.” I commanded in a firm vo

Chapter 7. Did it hurt? When you crawled out of hell? After two painful minutes, finally the phone started vibrating again and Zivah exhaled with gratitude. “Now pick it up!”I didn’t have to be told twice. I swiped to pick up the call. “Hello.”Alex exhaled from the other side. “Finally. I thought something happened. Where were you?” his tone sounded worried.“Somewhere I could avoid you, clearly it didn’t work.”“Oh.” Alex paused. “Hi.”“Is that what you wanted to say?”“Um no? How are you?”“I was better when you weren’t around.” My snarky replies were surprising myself but somehow I couldn’t stop. My mouth seemed to have a mind of its own, and I quite liked it.Alex sighed, not liking my responses or my sarcastic tone. “Can you answer my questi

Chapter 9. After all we need to talk about our relationship. The office was a mess, our cubicles were a mess. There were people running here and there, projectors were on, every person was using two systems to get the job done at the earliest. I could hear shouts and screams and I was pretty sure no one knew who was talking to whom. It looked like a horrible disaster.Alex Bianchi loved it. In fact, he urged it, screaming at his workers to find who ever had the audacity and talent to hack into his systems and steal the client data. Again.“I cannot believe the pathetic security this billion dollar business has. You all should feel ashamed of yourselves.” Alex shouted, his face enraged, not one person had the guts to reply to him. Mostly because it really was their fault. “Security team!”Immediately around 15 heads snapped up, staring at their boss with fear written all over their