Shaylee's POV

I just love private houses that have their own private beach. It's hard to break into private houses where the rich live because they always had locked gates and security.

However it is so easy to access a private beach- you just go to the next nearest beach and swim across. Then you sneak in that way because it's the only way to get in then it's just the case of avoiding security. Motion detectors don't work on large open estates, but will have cameras so then it's just a matter of staying low on the ground. Then you break into the house. The greatest trick in the book are credit cards, but a screwdriver works too, most are equipped with a magnetic sensor but for that a silver foil can be jammed between the two sensors to work as an conduit. Then we are in the house.

The house we were breaking in today was a white Spanish Mission-style house, stucco walls, a red tiled roof, the windows were built into arches and I was betting from the front would be a full- width porch supported by arches, I could see from the back a parapet.

Impressive and I wanted it.

"The richest families are always the most fucked up" Chrysanta says beside me.

"So there is an advantage to being poor we'll never be rich enough for our families to be fucked up" Amelia added.

"Were not exactly poor though" Ember pointed out.

"We are compared to these people" Amelia argued her point.

"Guys" I complained.

"Right" Ember snapped into action. "Shaylee, Amelia you two attack the house, I and Chrys will watch out and call if anyone comes"

Another good tip at breaking into houses is break in when no one is home.

Me and Amelia followed procedure as planned and then we were in the house.

The door we went through opened up to the kitchen where everything was brand-new and shining. Another thing with rich people: all their stuff looked new, and yeah their houses were always bottom to top dead clean. That room entered up to a dining table with the branch colour of wood table that stretched far, I didn't get to see how many seats fit around it as we pushed through entering the hallway.

The expansive staircase wasn't nothing too fancy that just led straight up to each floor. They were four floors total. That was another thing: You had to check up on the house, very single point before you even thought of stepping into the place.

We got to the first floor when we heard music- acoustic guitar and a soft singing voice, good vocals I could give them that and good playing.

"I thought no one was here" Amelia whispered into my ear so softly I could just about here it. She could have lip-read, I knew how to since my twin sister was deaf from her birth.

Despite being twins we were not alike, not in looks nor personality and none of this twin connection, we are so different it be impossible too.

"Abort?" I asked Amelia.

She shook her head and so we carried on up the next flight of stairs. After listening out and hearing nothing we walked down the corridor when I felt a hand clamp on my shoulder.

I turned around coming face to face with the stranger. He took a double step back when we saw me his eyes widening in appreciation I couldn't help but stare he's eyes were so inviting… I blinked.

The hot, sure as hell hot stranger put a finger to his lips and beckoned me to follow him. And what choice did we have really? I checked out his ass as we walked, he had on tight fitting dark black jeans that outlined his features and he had one of them asses that you just wanted to smack. I shook my head trying to wash away the dirty image that just swarmed into my mind, sweet innocent me thinking of bdsm, what was going on?

We were led into the kitchen. "Get out now" He ordered pointing towards the door.

"Your letting us go" Amelia asked shocked.

"Thank your friend there" He nodded towards me. "I couldn't resist such a beautiful chick and since I'm nice to the ladies you two go and never come back because I'm not too damm sure I'll be able to save your asses a second time"

"Thank you" Amelia said to him.

"My pleasure my lady" He opened the door and bowed. I couldn't help but smile at being treated in such an old fashioned manner, I liked it.

"What's your name by the way?" He asked grabbing my arm sending a tingle to race through my entire body, I shivered and felt him doing the same.

"Shaylee Lystra Fuentes" I said to him looking at anything apart from his eyes before I got lost in them again.

"Fuentes hey? You would have been killed if I hadn't had rescued you, I'm so glad I didn't"

"What's your name?" I asked before he could shut the door on me, he knew mine it was only fair I knew his.

He didn't seem to play fair though. "I'll hope I'll be seeing you again Miss, Fuentes" Was his last words before the door swinged shut.