My First Theft Went a Little Like This

Name: My First Theft Went a Little Like This
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Author: Isla Chiu
ISBN: 978-1-393-86544-5

Par : Isla Chiu

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FormatePub
ISBN978-1-393-86544-5
EAN9781393865445

Date de parution12/12/2020
Protection num.Adobe DRM
Infos supplémentairesepub
ÉditeurRelay Publishing

Résumé

My first theft went a little like this... I just wanted to steal one bag of chips. Instead, I end up stealing the heart of a handsome millionaire... WORD COUNT: 4, 100Excerpt:My pulse races. How do I get out of this? It's not like I can fight off the man. He is way taller than me and appears to be hiding a muscular body in his gray suit. And he is good-looking, which is completely irrelevant, but I'm not blind.
Silky brown hair, intense violet eyes that could undress you with ease and you would like it, and a jawline that you could cut stone on. "Um.hey, what's that?" I point. Lame, I know, but it works in the movies. Of course, he doesn't fall for it. "Do I look like an idiot?"I give him my best puppy dog eyes. Maybe I can appeal to this rich guy's heart. If he has a heart. "I'm hungry."He rolls his eyes.
"Nice try. I own this store. Do you think I would be able to make a living if I let every hobo take free food from me?""I don't know, but it'd make you a really nice person."His eyes are cold. "I'd rather be rich, thanks."My voice is small. "Please, I need to eat.""I should drag you to the police station."Does this guy not have a soul? Well, I guess you have to be soulless if you're charging people 7 dollars for a bag of chips.
"Um." Panicking and desperate, I pull him in for a kiss. He freezes instead of pushing me away. When he starts kissing me back and tries to wrap his arms around me, I jump away from him and run as fast as I can.