Take one thief, add an expensive jewel encrusted necklace, frame it all on sly cooper and what do you get?
A successful girl thief's night on the town.
My name is Silyva Montmorency. To the cops and the rest of the world I am known as…
Unknown.
I steal from crooks sure, but I also steal from greedy-ass celebrities. Brittany Spears, Donald Trump, Paris Hilton I've successfully stole from all of them. At one point I stole from Sly.
That was until I saw those eyes.
Those chocolate brown eyes burned into my emerald ones. He had caught me off guard with my ebony hair released from its braid. My gloved fingers were clasped around a ruby the size of a baseball, and he simply stared at my face that was partially hidden behind my mask. All he saw were my eyes. Yet, it was enough to distract him so I could lash out with my whip sword so I could escape. My mother had taught me not to trust men. They were too driven by the passion of a woman beneath them. She of course did not teach me this face-to-face. She had stuck in an orphanage at 5. I had nothing back them except my clothes, sword, and of coarse…
My families Thievus Racoonus.
All raccoon thieves had a family racoonus. It was what reminded us of what we were.
Hunted.
Strange, I have used my skill, charm, and magic to take down some of the greatest thieves in history. Yet, I had never even considered love or lust for myself, until Sly.
All it took was one look.
Done! This is the intro to Love to Catch You. I know crappy title but who cares.
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