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I walked in one of the stores in Monaco. Not the most expensive one, those had too much security.

You were never left alone in these expensive stores. They immediately came to annoy you and ask you what you were looking for.

I absolutely hated that.

So I always went into stores that hadn't had any security, or the ones that I could outsmart.

Unfortunately for them, I was quite good at that.

I grabbed some expensive parfum from the shelf, walked to the makeup section and grabbed some mascara.

Those type of mascara that was way too expensive.

I never used those, but that wasn't the point.

Walked to the register and put the parfum and mascara on the counter.

"Hi, how can I help you?" The girl behind the counter asked with a smile. "I would like to return these" I answered.

"Okay, do you have the receipt?"

"It's literally still sealed, they have never been used" I said as I looked at her.

Confidence is key here.

"I understand, but it's the policy that I have to ask for the receipts"

I sighed a little. "You can obviously see that they're never been used, it's still in the package and sealed"

"I understand but I do-"

"Okay whatever, just drop it" I waved as I grabbed my phone and scrolled through it. Had to look busy, as if I was typing something. "I will just keep them"

"Okay, sorry miss" she said as she pushed the products back to me.

"Can I have a bag at least?" I mumbled.

"Sure" she said as she put the parfum and mascara in a little bag. "Have a nice day"

"Thanks, you too" I smiled, grabbed the bag and walked out of the store.

I put my sunglasses back on and walked to a few different stores.
I really liked to do some shopping, especially like this.

After a afternoon filled with shopping, I walked back to the hotel I was staying in.

I stayed her for quite a while now. Stole a creditcard from some rich old guy once and gave it to the receptionist.

I guess they've been charging his creditcard for my stay and I guess he never checked his payments.

"Xanthi" Enzo, the doorman of the hotel I was staying at smiled as soon as he saw me.

"Hi Enzo" I smiled, put my sunglasses in my hair. "How are you?"

"Good" he nodded. "Done some shopping?" He asked with a thick Italian accent.

Enzo was actually the only person I genuinely liked. He didn't ask too much questions, also because he didn't really know much English.

But I liked it like that.

"Yes I did" I nodded. "Just a few things" I said as I held my bags up.

"Like always" he laughed. He held the door open for a few guys, it was more busy than it normally was.

"Pretty busy today huh?" I said.

"Yeah, it's the F1 race this weekend" he explained. "Forza Ferrari" he laughed.

Interesting. This was definitely something I want to sneak into too.
There would be a lot of rich men, something I was quite attracted too.

Not to them, might I add, but to their money.

"Thanks Enzo" I smiled as I walked in the hotel. Maybe I wasn't gonna sell the parfum, mascara and all the other things I got today.

I could use them to deceive my way into the paddock. Which probably wasn't gonna be the easiest thing but I quite liked a challenge.

I was getting addicted to the adrenaline. Unfortunately, stealing from stores didn't really do it anymore.

Lying my way into the paddock would definitely do.

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