The Twin Thieves Novels & Stories

Being top-class thieves has made us millionaires, and we are not stopping anytime soon. “ It will be big, just be careful. If you can’t find the stones, it’s fine. I don’t want you getting caught in there.” Ethan says, his velvety voice itched with deep concern. “ I have never been caught, and I won’t start now. Just make sure the buyers are ready.” I whisper. I have to keep my voice low, even if no one is here. The twins have left for a business trip, it's why we thought today would be the perfect day to steal from them.

I wanted him to think that he had managed to find them on his own. The twins also helped us unknowingly as well. Since they were still trying to find Silvio, they would assign the Huntress after various targets, which they felt somehow correlated to Silvio. The twins would state whether they needed the person dead or alive. In most cases, the people the twins sent me after were minor crime lords. The twins managed to figure out that Silvio was using resources from the black market to help keep his location secret.

Trigger Warning: Violence, language, mention of childhood trauma, kinda POV Stone The twins were hard to track and although Smith was a genius tracker, it took him all day and half the night to finally find them. He spotted them in a stolen car from the strip club and was luckily able to track it by hacking street cameras. "It looks like they stopped this afternoon at a motel this afternoon, that or they ditched the car there and stole another one." Smith finally said after calling us all back into Dad's office.

So, they just follow his command nonchalantly. The twins came out of the alley and entered a dead end. Behind them is the duet dumpster Leonard Gillis III and Fatty Tan with their guards. After trying to make sure there was no one else but them and there was no way out, the twins smiled. Turning their bodies, they face the group with an attractive grin.

" How could you make such a big mistake? We have been observing the Cliff twins for two days. Don't you know how they look?" " I-It w-was dark, this guy's height is similar to the twins, and above all, he was entering the mansion, so we thought..." " There's no point in arguing now. Think about what to do?" All five guys were nervous and didn't know what to do. They were small-time crooks who had kidnapped someone for the first time. They knew about Malcolm Cliff, the supposed tycoon in the Hotel Business, who doted on his twin sons, so they planned to kidnap one of his sons for ransom.

I step into the dimly lit room, the air thick with smoke and the smell of expensive perfume, my eyes land on the two men in brown Italian suits, tens of guards behind them. “Mr Deluca!! I didn't think you would actually come” one of the twins says his eyes following me as I take a seat opposite them “Let's go straight to the point gentlemen,” I say my eyes narrowed. They turn to each other, smiles on their face, “Well we heard about your little situation” the first twin says leaning forward his brown eyes meeting with mine. “Yes little situation and we think we have the solution to it” The second twin does the same, a smirk on his lips

I paused, my eyebrows furrowing. There was something oddly familiar about those eyes. Slanting a gaze at Sean, I took a second look at her file, my eyes scanning the paper rapidly until I found the information I was looking for. Twin. She was a twin. I let myself smirk then, already knowing exactly whose twin she was. My eyes fell on the second picture and I felt a wave of annoyance as I stared into the face of the man who had had the guts to trick one of my guys and rob him of my two million dollars.

“Where?” “Fifth Avenue corridor. They’re moving dope through shell businesses—clean fronts. Art galleries. High-end clubs.” Art. I felt Aria’s gaze sharpen. Marco spread the photos out. Two men, identical. Cold eyes. Same scar near the jaw. “The Sage twins,” he said. “They’ve taken over Fifth with their product. No permission. No warning.” I studied the photos. “Who backed them?” I asked. “Unknown,” Marco admitted. “But they’re organized. Military-grade discipline. Not freelancers.”

The hasty cremation, the evasive answers—I had suspected all along that neither of them had truly died. And after Jeremy's "death," I discovered I was pregnant. With twins. That was when I conceived my boldest plan. I took on the role of caretaker for Jeremy and Janey's supposed illegitimate sons. Under the guise of grief too deep to bear, I retreated to the countryside with them. Two years later, I returned—with my own twins. Everyone believed they were Jeremy's illegitimate children. Even my own parents were deceived. They scolded me for being a fool, and friends mocked me for lowering myself to raise another woman's children.

The Council representative, who had attended to me, said to the twins in surprise, “Didn’t you know? Lucia took the kidnappers down with her in a car crash three days ago. “Also, our sworn enemies, the Cassa Pack, orchestrated the abduction in retaliation against you. “Surely, you must know. They apparently captured the Luna to demand terms from you. “Talia was the only survivor of the wreck, but the incident took her pup away. Due to the extent of her injuries, she won’t have more than three days to live. By now, she’s probably gone.”