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I sit down at my desk, pull up my computer, and start working furiously to shore up any perceived weaknesses in my security system. As I type, my thoughts drift to Lulu. Despite her misguided intentions, I'm actually pretty impressed with what she's managed so far. If I were a lesser intelligent man, her attempts might have actually worked. Too bad for her that I'm her opponent.
It's impressive how she's learned all this without any formal training. Though she's using her skills for the wrong reasons, I can't help but acknowledge her ingenuity. My hope is that once she realizes she can't breach my defenses, she'll give up and fall in line—both with the computers and with staying put. However, neither seem to be working in my favor at the moment.
"Damn it, Lulu," I mutter under my breath, diving deeper into my computer's security settings. If she wants to play this game, I'll make sure I'm always one step ahead.
The click of the door signals Primo's entrance, and I glance up to see him sauntering into my office, his powerful frame filling the doorway. "How're you?" he asks, taking a seat in front of my desk.
"Busy," I reply tersely, my fingers flying over the keyboard.
"Doing what? 'Cause it seems like Lulu's super busy too." He raises an eyebrow, a hint of curiosity lining his face.
I pause for a moment, then sigh. "Yeah, the two things are related. She got this brilliant idea that she's going to try and hack into my computer systems."
"Really?" Primo asks, clearly impressed. "She knows how to do that?"
"Surprisingly, I think she would have managed if it weren't me she was up against," I admit, a begrudging respect for her abilities seeping into my voice.
"Damn," he breathes out, looking genuinely impressed. "Well, you need to shore some things up then, huh?"
"Definitely," I nod, returning my attention to the screen. "Can't let myself be the subject of attempted cyberterrorism."
"Alright, I'll let you work then," Primo chuckles, getting up from his chair. "You got any news for me?"
"Nothing that can't wait," I tell him, continuing to type as I speak. "This is taking up more of my time than I'd like."
"Got it," he nods, leaving the room and closing the door behind him.
After a few hours of setting up firewalls and strengthening my security protocols, I lean back in my chair with a satisfied sigh. I've done everything in my power to ensure that Lulu won't get even an inch closer to breaching my defenses.
Suddenly, a frustrated yell echoes through the hallway outside my office – unmistakably Lulu. Curiosity getting the better of me, I stand up and walk out to find her glaring at her computer screen, a look of utter irritation painted across her face.
"What seems to be the matter?" I ask, struggling to hide my amusement.
Her mouth opens as if she's about to tell me, but then it hangs open for a moment before she snaps it shut. It's clear that she can't admit her failed hacking attempt. "Nothing," she huffs, flipping her hair back in a show of defiance.
"Really?" I tease, leaning against the doorframe. "You sure you haven't found anything to be problematic on your second day? Perhaps there's something you've been trying to access, but had some trouble with?"
Her glare sharpens, but I find the entire situation amusing.
"No," she says in a clipped tone.
"Alright, then. Are you ready to go home?" I ask, smirking.
"Yes," she says through gritted teeth, huffing all the way to the elevator.
As we wait for the elevator, I smile at the situation. Lulu may have tried to step into my world, but she's about to learn that there's no easy way in.
The elevator doors slide open, and I chuckle at Lulu's pouting face as we step inside. She crosses her arms over her chest, shooting me a glare that could freeze the sun. The ride down to the car is filled with tension, her irritation practically radiating off of her.
"Alright," she finally blurts out, unable to contain herself any longer. "What's so funny?"
"You," I reply simply, leaning against the elevator wall and smirking. "I know what you tried to do, Lulu. You don’t have to hide it."
Her cheeks flush a deep red, embarrassment and anger warring within her. But she tries to maintain her innocent façade, batting her eyelashes at me. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Really?" I challenge, raising an eyebrow. "I could see that you were trying to hack my system, and if I'm being honest, I'd be impressed if I weren't more irritated by it."
"Really?" she echoes, her eyes widening in surprise. A hint of pride flickers across her face before she quickly suppresses it.
