Novel & Cerita The Great Thief

"Can you identify the thief?" ​Ethan replayed the recording. A hooded figure entered through the rear entrance with calm, professional precision. Without hesitating, the intruder walked straight to the bookshelf, opened the hidden compartment, removed the journals, and disappeared. ​Dizer frowned, studying the intruder's movements. "He knew exactly where they were." ​Adrian nodded grimly. "Someone told him." ​Benjamin's expression hardened. "There's a traitor." ​"Wait," Ethan said, slowing the footage down and enlarging one frame. As the thief reached for the journals, his sleeve slid back slightly, revealing a distinct tattoo—a black compass with a broken north point.

"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..."

No matter the grievance or regret, 30 years had passed. "El, how about we start over? I'll pursue you all over again. I'll treat you like the princess you were born to be. You can name your price—just don't abandon me. Please. El, I promise I've realized my mistake." The guards had to use significant force to subdue Ivor. He was struggling frantically, looking utterly defeated. "Hey, what's going on?" It was then that Jeffrey rushed in. He was hoping to intervene but felt unqualified to speak.

Most especially that Princess Natalia was within the palace of the Silex Kingdom. “When you left the Thorine Kingdom… the palace guards suddenly barged into the shop and arrested him. I… tried. I really tried to stop them but they just beat me up and took the master to the palace. I do not know why the princess arrested him but… but just after two days, they dumped his body in front of the shop. Before I could bring him to a physician, he was already dead.”

And no other man, including Mazov couldn't touch her. It was eight in the evening when Mazov walked in his room. She was sitting on his bed with her head rested on her knees. He sat beside her and pulled out a photo from his pocket. " Your last test is to steal the pen drive from this man. " He told giving the photo to her. " Isn't he Mr. Rodriguez? Our Health minister.. " Catalina asked surprised. " No, he is a thief for me. With this, I will check your persuasion skills and presence of mind. He will be in Hotel Dalefess. Is it okay ,kitty? " Catalina nodded. She hid her smile forming on her lips. The task was so easy.

She took a sip of her lukewarm tea, setting the mug down with a soft clink. "What Italian circles, Charon?" Claudine asked, her voice calm and steady. "The ones who hate Hades more than they love money?" Charon shifted his weight, glancing quickly at Hades, who was now leaning against the wall, staring out at his reflection. "The only person I’ve seen deploy this kind of theatrical nonsense before was Don Adriano. He pulled a stunt like this with a rival Don years ago, stealing his wife’s dowry diamonds and then returning them a day later, claiming he simply wanted to 'borrow them for inspection.' He's always been about psychological dominance, Boss. Not just money."

Depending on the thief's nature, if he were human, I would be feasting on his heart, in raw, a testament to my wrath. In the spacious training ground to the south of the castle, some of my royal guards stood, their identities obscured behind masks. The unit leader Jean, a towering figure, stood center stage, a man in chains before him. “Sir, this is the mastermind behind the theft,” he announced with a salute. I approached the thief, my steps echoing with fury on the cold ground. His hands were cuffed, yet he exuded an air of defiance. "Who are you?" I demanded, my voice resonating with authority and anger.

"And who are you to stand in the path of a Great Alpha?" Despite the biting words, Noemi kept her frantic smile. Klein had been clear: this guest was the key to their underworld treaties. They couldn't afford to let Ewing's faction win his favor. Noemi, fearing the Alpha’s aura, stepped aside. Lenny leaned in, whispering to Hudson, "Sir, since when do we track the business of thieves?" Hudson’s voice was a frost that killed the summer. "Enough." Lenny fell silent. As they drew closer, the scout caught sight of the "thief" sprawled in the dirt. His eyes widened. "This... is this not the Mistress Avery? I heard she was of the Nixon blood. How can she be a thief?"

I took in a deep breath. " How's it like... Being a thief?" I asked, and the smile disappeared to reveal a more serious look. " I wouldn't call it that." He began, his voice low. " We're just taking what is ours in the first place. We are still from crooked people, people who take from the poor masses and put in their pockets. The likes of George Flynn, the man who murdered your family..." He trailed off and I nodded. " People like them. The money isn't theirs, to begin with, so we're just taking it back."

Reaching the wall that leads outside the palace, he used one finger to start climbing the wall, he didn't see the iron net above him and before he knew it,he was flat on the ground, the sack flying a few feets away from him and soon, he was surrounded more than before. "Well, well, I finally got to meet my famous thief and he is a werewolf." Daniel's voice was heard as the guard made way for him until he was standing in front of the thief. "Remove the net from him quickly." he ordered and four guards lifted off the iron net from the thief's body, he helped the thief to his feet which surprised the guards around him. "Perhaps you are wondering why I am being gentle with you?" at the thief nod