prologue

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Here I am sitting in the dark cafe with very few people with light flashing on my face and sound of clicking of keys of my board echoing in my ears, typing keys very fast to get my hands on the money of those rich elites who dont even know that their money is been taken

Yes. I'm hacking into account of elites to get some money , the amount I'm taking from them is not even a cent  compared to their money.

I work partime but this is easiest way to get away from here , My family .well my parents loved each other and married and had me my dad was from a rich family they always argued and one day my dad said he regretted marrying my mom and they divorced when i was 16.

My dad wanted to take me and give me beautiful rich live but my mom said she take care of me ,

I live with my mother and she is the reason why I need to get money like this , she uses the money I get buying all branded clothes and attending Parties pretending to be rich to achieve her aim which is to get me married to rich guy and depend on him forever. What a life. I scoffed thinking about it

She literally spends all my effort just like this I guess she just kept me so that I can be her bank account, so I decided to use what I know hacking. I dont want to do this but I hack accounts of people who have so much black money(illegal)
That are saved on other peoples names making it seem like they dont have more money to not get arrested and can use this money when they get bankrupt , I know all this because my dad told how rich elites life works, now I'm just waiting for my chance to get into a university and graduate as soon a possible to get away from here.

I was done with my work and came out of the cafe ready to go home but I froze on my spot when I came to the street remembering all my memories with him. I smiled thinking about him. He was like a light in my dark life my little happiness but not anymore.

Well he was the one who taught me hacking and made a promise to never use it for illegal things , but I did it because even he broke all his promises and left me alone, scoffs. what's the point of keeping it.
Promises are meant to broken aren't they?

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