Sticky Fingers

She doesn’t steal for money. She does it for fun. Her last heist, she left me holding the bag. I’m gonna catch her. But one small problem. This time, she also stole my f&*%^ng heart.

I’m the undisputed crime lord of New York City. Living in the most exclusive building that money can buy. Cocky. Confident. Charismatic. With a body that will raise your blood pressure. Sonia Sawyer thinks she can get one over on me?

Well, Miss Sticky Fingers has no idea what I’m capable of…

Only one problem. The more I chase her, the deeper I fall for her. I can’t...

She doesn’t steal for money. She does it for fun. Her last heist, she left me holding the bag. I’m gonna catch her. But one small problem. This time, she also stole my f&*%^ng heart.

I’m the undisputed crime lord of New York City. Living in the most exclusive building that money can buy. Cocky. Confident. Charismatic. With a body that will raise your blood pressure. Sonia Sawyer thinks she can get one over on me?

Well, Miss Sticky Fingers has no idea what I’m capable of…

Only one problem. The more I chase her, the deeper I fall for her. I can’t get enough of her. I never expected this. She’s cute and sweet and sassy and flirty all at once. And this whole thing is like a game to her.

Well, if it’s a game, then it’s a dangerous one. Two alpha personalities dancing around a priceless painting. One chasing the other. With her having to answer the final question soon. Is it more fun to be run. Or…to be caught?

Dating, right? Just not what it used to be…