I have no idea what this is or where its going, a friend made me write this. It's terrible you should not read it, seriously please save yourselves.
Also, Marth Woertman, if by some horrible accident you find this, I'm so sorry you had to see this monstrosity.
I do not own any, brands, people, names, or well almost everything in this book except for the fact that I strung together some words, made some sentences and somehow it became a chapter.
If you're looking for some straight male who runs a mafia and a helpless female please find another book cause this one is definitely not for you. Here we habe a badass female who runs a heist society and steals art all over the world with her strong independent tiny girlfriend, who proves to be stronger then she looks.
This book has way too much detail based on security mixed with some rather badly written fluff and two girls who are madly in love with each other and are willing to do anything to protect the other, including taking a deadly shot or facing every defence lawyer in the city.
Don't come for me if things are inaccurate, this was written purely and utterly based on a whim, and a crush on a beautiful tall Netherlands goddess. Hell 99.9 per cent of this book is pure and utter work of fiction. that 0.01 per cent is only there cause Marth Woertman happens to bless us by being a real person - oh gosh please dont let her see this disaster.
if you're still reading congrats and if by some miracle after this trainwreck of a description you decided to read this book, good luck.
PS. I hate proofreading so if there's mistakes or whatever just kindle skip over them and ignore it. This story is rated mature mainly cause im sure somewhere along the line someones going to get shot or swear or something along those lines and I dont need any 13 year olds in my comments telling me I scared them.