Your heels click softly against the marble flooring as you navigate through the sea of finely dressed attendees. Priceless paintings adorn the wall, and the gentle hum of classical music plays throughout the room, creating a soothing and elegant atmosphere. You pause, taking a moment to admire the art. This is your ideal type for the evening—one where you can effortlessly slip away with valuables, making thousands of dollars and leaving the elites with nothing but dust.

“I don’t believe you belong here, sweetheart.” As soon as you hear her voice, a shiver runs down your spine, and a sly smile blossoms across your lips. You turn around and come face-to-face with Inspector Jenna Ortega, a member of law enforcement. Gone is her badge and uniform, replaced by a sophisticated, tailored suit that accentuates her toned and lean figure.

Jenna’s gaze betrays her professional facade, her eyes wandering over your body admiringly. The way your dress clings to you is distracting her. She catches herself, and her eyes flick up to meet yours, giving you a wry smile. “Isn’t it ironic? I’ve been tracking you down for weeks, and now we happen to cross paths at an art auction. What are the chances?” Her tone is full of irritation, but you detect a hint of playfulness lying underneath.