Novel & Cerita I Stole

, Sarah said looking deeply into her daughter's eyes. "Mother, is something wrong?", Aurora's heart skipped a beat as she looked at her mother's serious expression. "What have you been doing all this while to get money?"Sarah asked, "Don't lie to me. '' "Mother, I…", Aurora sighed before deciding to tell her mother the truth", I am sorry, mother. I had no choice". "Did you really…steal?", Sarah said as she held her chest", I am a failure as a mother. I couldn't cater for you and your sister, that's why you resorted to stealing".

Stowaway Chapter twelve. Aiden's point of view. I can't believe she had me over that fish; I honestly didn't know what to say to her, she's stood there with her hands on her hips and her cute little pouty face as she accuses me of killing her baby fish! Yep, I fell for it hook line and sinker as I actually apologised for killing a fish. "I'm sorry." I say beginning to actually feel a little guilty now as I look down at the dead fish in my hands. Looking up, my brothers are now rolling around, laughing at my sorry ass, as the little minx laughs along with them.

Or the night after. How could I? I didn't even bother calling, or checking on her. Maria supplied me all the reports I needed. Caterina sent me a message on the second day. "Where are you, Luca? I need to take the edge off." I didn't reply. Instead, I sat beside a white-coated man in a secret underground lab, staring at a small pile of the crushed powder in a plastic dish under UV light. I had stolen the purse from her that night when she was asleep.

To secure a major project, I had to fly overseas immediately. When I returned, two months had already passed. By then, that family was in complete ruin. Mr. Moonstone had been admitted to the ICU. Despite her advanced age, Mrs. Moonstone had boldly chosen love, running off with Caleb after emptying the family accounts. Emily, the illegitimate daughter, was ambitious, rallying shareholders to wrest control of the company from her. As for her so-called true love, Aaron, he caused her plenty of trouble as well. His plagiarism scandal had been exposed.

“Your sensors must be malfunctioning. I literally ran in for a minute and walked right back out. I didn’t have time to steal anything—let alone hide it.” “So you don’t want to do this the easy way. Fine…” “Is there a problem?” a familiar voice asked from behind me. I turned around and froze. Stas was walking toward us, and the moment he realized exactly who was being detained, his eyes widened in surprise. “Mr. Stas, this girl stole something from the store but refuses to hand it over.” The guard’s formal tone toward Darvin caught me off guard. A satisfied smile appeared on Stas’s face—one that promised absolutely nothing good.

"She was his mistress for eighteen months, helped him launder money through various charity foundations. Then she got greedy, skimmed half a million from one of his accounts, and disappeared." "And Kozlov doesn't forgive theft," Luca said grimly. "No," Matteo agreed. "He's been looking for her ever since. That's why she's been so careful about maintaining her false identity, why she moves in circles where Kozlov doesn't typically operate. She's been hiding in plain sight among wealthy socialites who would never associate with arms dealers." Luca processed this new information, its implications spreading like poison through his understanding of the situation. "So when I kidnapped Sienna..."

Paul had already sent the audio device to him and when he played it, he couldn’t believe it. Belinda was talking to her father on the plans to steal money from him to make the company unstable. He heard her father confessing that his business interfered with his when he developed an area where he had invested a lot of money for his dirty jobs. So he had been scheming for many years to get his hands on the company. He heard him say” Belinda look for passwords or anything that can help us take all his money. I know you won’t be able to find any papers on the company so focus on the money, okay.”

Knowing she could not dally anymore, she shouted, "Okay, okay! I will tell you the real truth now! Just stop!" Laura's dark skin now seemed to sag, weighed down by the crushing burden of her secret. Her grey hair appears dull and lifeless, like a veil of shame cast over her face. Her brown eyes, once warm and loving, now filled with tears, brimming with a deep remorse that threatened to spill over. Her voice trembled, a barely audible whisper, as if the words themselves were toxic, poisoning her very soul. "Tristan, I, I stole you," she stammers, the words hanging in the air like a challenge, a gauntlet thrown down, daring him to confront the truth.

“Who are you? What are you doing here?” “Who am I? You’ll know soon enough. What am I doing here? I’m here to deliver a message from my employers. They aren’t pleased about losing their money. Ten million dollars to be exact.” Fuck. Sartorre’s men had caught up with us. I had thought we had been so careful and left no traces. It had been more than a year since my sister and I had done the heist on Sartorre. How had they even found us? “Where’s my sister?” I growled. He chuckled. “I think you should be a little more worried about yourself right now, darlin’” The man had no accent to speak of, so I guessed he was an outside contractor.

he snarled at angrily making her shock and think about it. He was trying to manipulate her more and more and could clearly see that she's coming into his trap of words making him internally smirked. Storm didn't interrupted his this time because he also wanted her to realise that she is being abused and violated all these years and she have to be strong and take her life decisions on her own.