Prologue

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Jason's Pov

My whole life had been spent running, my father had been a professional thief, he had spent years using disguises to rob, pull heists and cons across the world, he was originally from South Korea, his name was Michael Young.

Even thieves can't rob forever, my Father was ''touring'' Europe when he met my mother, Alyssa St. Claire whom he helped to con her evil, cheating conniving wealthy husband and they fled to America. Happily ever after right? Wrong.

Michael had a lot of enemies, including the police and Alyssa's ex husband was after her, they ran for a while and maybe would have made it but Claire got pregnant and she died giving birth to me and my twin sister. Jason Kendrick Young and Jasmin Kendell Young, me and Jaz, Jas and Jaz the KY twins. I never really gotwhy he did it but in retrospect maybe I understand a little better, Michael lost his wife and turned back to a life of crime, I spent my childhood running, we moved from place to place pulling one scam or the other, conning people, we travelled the world, I changed schools so many times, my name, my looks, it was hard learning new language when we moved and as soon as we settled we moved again, I avoided making friends because it hurt to say goodbye every single time.

When I turned eighteen, I rebelled against my father by going to college to study art instead of following him to do his cons and scams, then I followed that by joining the police force, the NYPD as a sketch artist, I hated crime because it was my father's passion. And Jaz followed, she was an amazing hacker and she did what dad did with style, using her hacking skills to steal from the corrupt rich to help the poor which pissed dad off.

Cailen was a mistake really, my best friend at the time kissed me, a dude, it was not just my first kiss and I was freaked out until then, I had never liked boys like that or didn't know yet, I panicked and did the only thing I could do then, went out and fucked Lena, this girl that had a huge, obvious crush on me, That was a bad one but Cailen came from it so how can I complain? last I heard of Lena, she was a nun in Rome, preacher's kid long story and I was raising Cailen.I

I spent six years with the NYPD, then I decided to leave for some reasons, I was offered a job in this lite town honey edge as a sketch artist, I took it temporarily because I wanted to do what I had always wanted, write and illustrate children's books, I've written two already and they are on the market, but until they sell, I need something to pay the bills and Cailen's fees, the kid started school a year early, he's smart, I just wish his height would catch up, he looks like a two year old, he's really really small but still the most adorable boy ever, I love kids, I love my son, I guess being gay has it's specks like 100 percent guarantee birth control but if I ever meet the right guy who knows maybe we can have another.

By the way, I'm 27, 5'11 and have blonde hair not natural if course, that's all.

Blaine's POV

I'm not much for words so I'll be quick to the point, my grandfather started the mafia in Italy, it got too big so he moved it to America, to a small town where no one would ever suspect, he passed it unto my dad and his brother who nearly ran it to the ground fighting over women, well one in particular, my mum, she had me for my dad and my half sister Arlena for his brother. They eventually destroyed each other over her.

I took over the company and made it what it was, unofficially I'm the second richest man on earth.

I hate kids, I had to raise Arlena when my dad and hers ruined each other, and that did not change a thing, I hate kids so much I got myself sterilised, can never have kids. I don't believe in love , I love to fuck hard and fast and I appreciate the female form but I hate love, it destroyed my family. I love money and if I have to kill or go against the law for it, so be it. The law to quote is an ass. I am as straight as possible, I can't stand gay people, nothing religious, just the thought of kissing a guy makes me throw up, but If they do each other, it's cool with me as long as it doesn't affect me.

I am 33, 6'5 and I really don't have time to describe myself, just read on, it's here somewhere.

Author's note: you've met the characters, I hope u enjoy it. I'll post soon, hope someone reads it too

Kallie out.

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