The Theif of Hearts

Chapter 2

Natasha & Emma ---->

(A/N) Emma and Natasha are the same age but Natasha is a bit older so she takes care of Emma like a sister

Natasha's pov

Another day of stealing from the rich. No matter how many times I do this, it never gets old. As I was walking home I had a wicked smirk on my lips. Pathetic fools, not once have I ever gotten caught. I just wish life was that easy, I huffed.

Going through the alleyway and up some stairs I reached home sweat home. If you can tell by my sarcasm you can see that the way I'm living isn't the best life style there is in my city.

"Emma!" I shouted to my best friend. "I'm home" walking to the counter, I opened the fridge looking for something to eat but unfortunately I can't afford anything these past few days because, I'm broke.

"Oh hey your back, so how did it go " Emma asked eagerly. " Well for your information it went perfectly as always, no one noticed a thing" After that came out of my mouth Emma started jumping from joy. Once we where done chatting I told Emma that I was off and needed a walk for a bit.

"I'll be back in a bit, k" I walked out of the house and went for my stroll in the dark.

After about 10 mins I could faintly her a voice it was coming from up ahead.

When I was young I was always alone in the dark because my parents were never really at home. I got pretty good at seeing through the black layer, you could even say I mastered it. I started to look closely and then I could point out that the person was a man, he had brown hair and wore a suit. Once he turned around I felt like it was my lucky day. Stealing from him is going to bring me joy. At a normal pace I walked up to him with my boots clicking from the high heels.

Slowly he turned around and that's when the fun began...