I Stole The Male Lead's First Night Novels & Stories

* * * * * * * * * * Just like any other day, I get up from my bed. My name is Alex Stones, a billionaire. I own several businesses around the country and even outside the country, so money is not a problem for me. All I want right now, that one thing I want so badly right now, is only Seline. If I manage to get her, my life will be perfect. I will be the happiest and the luckiest man on this planet.

He was Cyrus Richmond, the heir of a top-tier elite family in the capital circle and the second-highest spender on our server. As soon as she noticed me enter, Stacy sprang up from her seat. She pointed straight at me and cried out in injustice, "Heather! You shameless account thief, you finally dared to show up!" The room fell into immediate silence. All four men turned their attention to me at once. Lewis, Shadowfang, and Reviver also rose to their feet, instinctively positioning themselves as though to protect me. Upon seeing this, Stacy's tears spilled over like broken pearls. "Lewis, Shadowfang, Reviver, don't believe her! She's not Moonwalker at all. She's my roommate. With the backing

“I’m not at liberty to discuss that. All you two have to do is point out the four boys from that night. Okay?” I nodded. “Got it.” The first line of guys filed in, and I recognized none of them. I looked down at Rae to see if she had any opinions, but she shook her head, too. None of them looked familiar and I felt my stomach drop. Until another line of guys filtered in. Rae perked up. “The one on the far right.” The officer nodded. “Number?” I licked my lips. “Number One. Definitely. He was the one calling the shots that night. The one driving.”

"Not here." "Where then?" She shook him off, her voice rising, carrying now, drawing eyes from across the room. "Where do I get to say what she is? What she's done? She stole you, she stole my place, she stole my…" "I stole nothing from you," I said. My voice was steady. I was surprised by how steady. "You threatened suicide. You demanded him. You performed on a rooftop while the world watched, and I was the price you paid for the show."

Rowan just stares at me. He blinks once. Then twice. His face goes completely blank, like his brain is trying to process information in a language it doesn't understand. "What?" he finally manages to say. "What did you just say, Nova?" "James Sterling," I repeat, and my voice is shaking but I press forward anyway because I've started this and I have to see it through, I have to make him understand. "Her ex-fiancé from LA. She's been seeing him. Today, right now, she's with him at the Grandview Hotel. I followed her there. I saw them together—"

I’d look like an idiot. ‘But how do I get a job? Everyone hates me! I deceived their Don. They can’t wait to get their hands on me.’ And Fillipo smiled. ‘That’s what you’re wrong about us. We’re fucking loyal once we switched sides—and between you and Jewel, well, some of us had switched sides a long time ago.’ ***** [Fillipo’s POV] ‘So she’ll start tomorrow?’ asked the voice on the phone. The young director rolled his eyes in annoyance as he slipped into the driver’s seat of his Lamborghini. ‘This evening. She’s pulling the night shift.’

Later, the female protagonist became the top student in her grade, while the male second lead and the female second lead became the bottom students in the grade. Just the day before the college entrance examination, the female second lead, pretending to be the male second lead, had someone put a burlap bag over the female protagonist's head, intending to kidnap her and prevent her from taking the exam. At this moment, the male protagonist appeared. He was always the top student in the same grade as the female protagonist, and he was also the class monitor of her class. He was dealing with a few hooligans, and in the end, his arm got scratched. Because blood was seen due to the injury, the ho

He steps forward, challenging. I tilt my head. “I took back what you stole from me.” His jaw tightens. “I didn’t steal from you.” Smirking I tilt my head. “We haven’t officially met. I’m Kade Volkov.” I pause, letting that sink in. “So yeah, you did steal from me.” For a moment, he just stares, processing. Then he scoffs. “I stole from Nikolai.” “No,” I repeat, my tone even. “You stole from me.”

My modus operandi wasn't a master plan, I was just desperate for money and willing to do anything I had to do. So… I would go out with men on dates and I made them take me home. When I was in their homes, I gave them a pill—I stole those from Cassie's mom—and put them to sleep... then I would steal anything I could, their money or expensive possessions, anything I could take with me and pawn later. It worked wonderfully with four guys, but then the fifth one had to get all butt-hurt and talk to Alpha Felix. I got arrested and taken to him but, luckily, he didn't know about the past four men I robbed, only the fifth one.

Saint and I had just gone there to keep an eye on our latest target, and after the day's job, we decided that having a good fuck won't be a bad idea. It was meant to be something casual, just to let off steam and stress, like we always do, but somehow, it went way above that. That mysterious woman did one of the things the people of that pack were good at... Stealing. She stole my fucking heart. My mind. My goddamn soul. When I woke up that morning, she was gone. I was disappointed, to say the least. But Saint's anger over his stolen wristwatch hijacked any chance I had to look for her. And we had to return to the pack first thing that morning to attend to an emergency.