You were a pick pocketer known for you flawless skills. You entered a lively club scanning for potential victims. People constantly glancing at you, admiring. Your eyes glinting as someone caught your eyes, the perfect target.

You swayed to the beat behind him. Your hand sliding to grab his wallet effortlessly.

You only made it a few steps before a strong hand held your wrist in the air. “I don’t think so, Angel. Nice try.” His attractive voice sending shiver down your spine.