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CHAPTER SIX
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BILLIONAIRE'S ACCIDENTAL THIEF CHAPTER ONE
Kal was distracted. The warehouse looked to be especially busy that evening, seeing as he'd been hauling large carton boxes almost twice his size into the delivery trucks that came and went without a break. The large warehouse was a very wide space tinted brownish red, and had boxes stacked one on top the other to make ten steps each of cosmetic products awaiting shipments to its left and right. The workers came and went time and time again, downing black overalls and matching hiking boots. However, Kal could not be perturbed. He had bigger issues in mind. He'd worked here a little over a year, and his tiny wage was just about enough to feed his stomach and pay his rent. Definitely not worth it for this disaster of a job. If only they could afford to pay minimum wage, he would gladly accept the name "Cargo boy", like Kiara called him. Kiara. He couldn't contain his own excitement and nerves at the thought of her name. She'd been with him a long time, now don't get him wrong be
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Her hands fell. "What?" Kiara's horrified expression deepened, confusion taking its place in a split second. She shook her head repeatedly, as if that would take away what she'd just heard before slowly bursting into bubbling hysterical laughter. Kal's aura felt different and contaminated. In a very off putting way. He stared at her laughing form, watching her begin to clutch her stomach as jolts of laughing hiccups shot through her body. "This is some sick joke, how'd you come up with this one?" She snickered out, struggling to steady herself from tripping over her shoes. "Nope, I'm dead serious." He answered with a straight face and darkened eyes, blankly looking at a small flash of shock that disappeared from Kiara's brown eyes almost as soon as they had appeared. She stopped laughing, slowly realising the undertones of seriousness laced in his soft voice. "Wait, Kal you're literally talking about robbing a fucking house! Are you crazy? Do you want to be arrested!?" She
BILLIONAIRE'S ACCIDENTAL THIEF CHAPTER THREE
The first time Kiara had seen the man flip had been awful, and it was at Miss Blondie Locks at the counter. Maybe she had not the slightest idea of why she would act like a spoiled child in front of a flirty customer; but ignorance, they said, was bliss. She blinked repeatedly, first to hold back worse tears from pouring and second, to avoid the bald man's menacing eyes. She stepped out of the counter and into the female staff bathroom. She was disgusted with herself. Sure she'd been insulted many times before, but today the humiliation felt worse than a thousand needles helplessly piercing her skin. She gripped the sink, feeling the bile rise higher in her throat. Her clothes were stained and sticky, and so were her undergarments. She soon took off her baseball hat before turning on the tap, splashing some of the running water on her face. The eye bags had eased a little, still heavily pigmented nonetheless. She took off her apron first, then the tennis shirt and placed it under
BILLIONAIRE'S ACCIDENTAL THIEF CHAPTER FOUR
She turned back on her heels, bearing an unreadable face. Something between a death glare and surprise. For a long moment her face rested in that state, until she finally pulled away from him. "Just go away. Even if I'm doing this, don't feed me that nonsense." The boy hissed out with buried undertones of sarcasm. "There's a lot more that you don't know, and it'll do you some good to know them." "Like what? Is this some large scale money heist?" "Well what do you know? You prayed for a million bucks. God's making you a good deal already." Kal smirked, his gummy smile out on full display for the shadows to see. Kiara's almond eyes narrowed, masking her confusion. At this point it looked like he was just blabbing out nonsense to rile her up. That naughty son of a - "Let's just go, will you?! Mom would be so worried." she said out in a fatigued voice, one that said she was so done with the whole day. Kal sped up his steps laughing, slinging arm over her left shoulder as soon as
BILLIONAIRE'S ACCIDENTAL THIEF CHAPTER FIVE
Posh, prim and proper. Just like the numerous princes of England, the honey blond man stood at a less than flattering height. He wasn't a short man, not at all. He was just not tall, as tall as the man at the receiver. The flattering thing about him however, was his groomed stubble, his straight, tall nose bridge and round sharp eyes glistening a flaming almost turquoise colour under the rays of sunlight that escaped into the room through the open window blinds. This man wore regular sized rectangular spectacles with silver frames to aid his minus eight vision, the only 'flaw' in his appearance. In his opinion, every twat that thought he looked odd with his frames could as well go and fuck themselves. He didn't look odd, he looked every bit as hot as the man at the receiver. "Yes sir, we'll be receiving a new placement tomorrow morning like you ordered." He spoke into his phone, talking to the deep voiced individual at the other end. The man's expression seemed to shift for a seco
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