Bella Davidson woke early, feeling eager for the day to come. Double checking her scheduel and safety protocols while humming her favourite Beyonce song, she made herself an esspresso.
Picking up the latest New York Times she flipped through the latest trends, frowning.
"Why must everything be so revealing?" she scoffed, enjoying the bitterness of her mini coffee. Putting down the paper she picked up her phone. Scrolling through her music she clicked on her playlist labbeled "Meditation and Zen", and clicked shuffle. As the soft melody played, Bella sidestepped through her penthouse living room and sat down on her yoga mat infornt of her couch.
Humming to the music, she focused on positive thoughts. She had to keep her mind clear, and it made sense. Today she was going to rob the richest man in New York.
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Thief of my Heart
RomansaBella Davidson is filthy rich, but she is also a thief. A thief with hundreds of connections around New York City. Lawyers, taxi drivers, real estate agents, technicians, and even more. What happeneds when she meets Marlo, a reasonable pickpocketer...
