I Stole Novels & Stories

Faced with the reporters’ relentless questions, Lia completely panicked. Her tears were no longer an act; they were real fear. “I… I can explain…” she stammered. A reporter from The Wall Street Journal was merciless. “Explain what? How you framed Miss Caroline and then stole her job and her office?” The livestream chat was now a firehose of outrage. These two are disgusting! They took her money, used her connections, and then stabbed her in the back!

However, what he said sounded as if he had known me for a long time. Just then, my phone buzzed with a text message. It was from Simon. [Afraid you’d forget to return the life you stole, so I gave things a little push. No need to thank me.] So, it was his doing. I returned to my room and hired a private investigator to look into the matter, then carefully sorted my thoughts. Ever since Simon made money flipping scrap steel, he had started putting his guard up against me. To crush me as quickly as possible, he sought out Alex and pulled him into his group of delinquents.

I may be caught, but you're not off the hook either," I shot back at Old Fox. Meanwhile, Black Viper removed his helmet and stepped forward. "You don't get it. Messing with Bradley's stuff has been a game for many, though none have succeeded. And none faced the ultimate punishment, except for the one who took Rosemary. "In this game, you're the only one who's truly crossed him." I left the base, my mind a whirlwind of thoughts, but one stood out: I had to find him and reveal the truth. Out of nowhere, a black SUV pulled up to the curb. I had not even had time to process what was happening when a wet cloth clamped down over my face, its stinging odor flooding my senses.

he declared, his eyes devoid of brotherly warmth. Shock and disbelief flashed across my face as I stuttered, “I swear I will never do that— Brother please believe me. I didn't steal it,” I pleaded. “Of course, I stole it. My ring was found in your room, same as my staff. Everyone was celebrating, you were the only one in here, Roxy.” “Please, I will never do that,” I pleaded.

I frowned, feeling a knot form in the pit of my stomach. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice tinged with apprehension. Lily hesitated, her hands fidgeting nervously in her lap. "I'm not just an escort," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm a thief." My heart skipped a beat at her words, disbelief washing over me. "What?" I exclaimed, my mind reeling. "Why are you telling me this now?" Lily bit her lip, her eyes darting around nervously. "Because I need your help," she admitted, her voice trembling. "I'm in trouble, Sean. Big trouble." I felt a surge of panic course through me, but I pushed it aside, focusing on Lily's words. "What kind of trouble?" I asked, my voice steady

I braced myself against the stone pavement and slowly stood up, my palms marked red by the broken rocks. The cold moonlight shone over the small courtyard where the three of us faced off. Unable to break free from his grip, Sylvia suddenly threw her head back and laughed shrilly. "Miles! Open your eyes! She's putting on a show for you!" "Enough!" Miles violently shook her off, like he was casting aside something filthy. He turned to help me up. However, just as his fingers were about to touch me, I suddenly stepped back half a pace, lowered my eyes to the mud spots on my pants, and said softly, "Take Sylvia home... I won't tell Captain Smith about what happened today."

he teased, dark amusement flashing in his eyes. I slid into the seat silently, too drained_ too numb to fight. And too afraid of what would happen if I tried to defy him. He got in after me, starting the engine with a low growl. As the car sped away from the college and the carnage behind us I stared out the window, numb. I realized it didn't matter if it was Lewis or Aiden. I was just a prize being passed from one monster to another. And monsters never gave back what they stole.

I burst out laughing and was glad that I had just swallowed the food in my mouth or it would have looked pretty ridiculous! “Why would I tell you anything?” I hissed. I had enough of this ridiculous game. That was why I didn’t specialize in intelligence! I didn’t have the patience for it! “You kidnapped me. Admitted that you have been stealing information from my home, and what? All so you could do what? Kill my family?! My people!” I was up on my feet by now, screaming at the top of my lungs. My eyes darted back and forth to look for any possible exits. He might be strong, but I knew I could be faster if I just knew which way to go!

“You should have come back. Or called. Or checked in. Anything. But instead, you disappeared and left me to become the version of you he wanted.” A deep silence stretched between us again. He wiped his face roughly, trying to hold onto whatever anger he had left, but it was slipping. His eyes glistened in the light and I felt something inside me twist painfully. “I didn’t steal because I wanted to,” he said finally. “I stole because I needed something that felt like mine. Something I could control. Something I could mess up without him breathing down my neck.” I remained frozen in place for a while after I heard everything, and then I stepped forward and gentl

I wanted to say something but Sophie already beat me to it. "How are you going to explain this situation now? I stole from you, Sophie? I have never met anyone who is as shameless as you before in my life. You are the only one who can steal from others and then pretend as if you don't know what you've done. You are disgusting!"