Mr. CEO's Thief Lover

Reyan Santana's POV

My heart skipped a beat as I stood frozen in the doorway of my bedroom, my eyes widening in shock. There, standing before me, was Declan Graysen, the man I stole from, someone I had hoped to never see again. The smirk on his face made me shrink on the spot in shame. As he began to approach me, I quickly composed myself.

I tried not to let the fear in me reflect in my voice. “Who the hell are you? What do you want? I suggest you leave before I call the police.” I spoke as though we’d never met before.

He smirked. He bloody smirked. His gaze dropped down to my hand that was on my chest, holding firmly to my towel wrapped around my body. He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, sending delicious shivers down my spine.

“Oh, Reyan, playing the ignorant card, are we? I must admit, it’s quite entertaining. Go ahead, call the police. It’ll give me the perfect opportunity to make sure you pay for stealing from me.”

Fuck! How did he know my name? My heart raced with a mix of fear and confusion. His calm amusement made me anxious. I hesitated for a moment, contemplating whether to keep up with my oblivion.

My voice trembled. “I-I didn’t steal anything from you! I don’t know what you’re talking about. Just leave me alone.” He walked closer to me. Each step makes me nervous. My hands trembled.

He leaned in, his voice low and menacing. “Now, now, Reyan, love, don’t lie to me. I know exactly what you did. You followed me at the party and seduced me just so you could steal from me. Didn’t you?”

His index finger caressed my chin before forcing my gaze to lock with his. Every ounce of amusement had disappeared and now I was staring into green eyes that made my skin boil in delicious ways, but at the same time, made me scared and want to run for my life.

Unconsciously, my hands came loose and the towel draped around my body fell off. I sucked in a breath as Declan’s gaze dropped down to my exposed chest and a sly smile appeared on his lips.

“Reyan, sweetheart, is this how you plan to repay the money you stole from me? By offering yourself to me?” he questioned in a mocking tone that made my skin fire up in anger.

My face flushed with embarrassment as I pushed him away from me and hurriedly picked up my towel.

“What you are doing is considered sexual harassment. You broke into my house and you are making me uncomfortable” I yelled.

The sound of Declan’s laughter resonated throughout my apartment. It was a melodious sound.

“And what are you going to do? Call the police?” he questioned in amusement. “Oh! You’d already threatened to call them. Well then, go ahead sweetheart, call them. I’m right here,” Declan sat on my semi tattered couch.

I was short of words. I knew my actions that night were going to bite me in the ass, but I didn’t think it would happen so soon. I was wrong for stealing his wallet. But I was desperate. I needed money for my mother’s medical bill and somehow, one thing led to the other and I couldn’t help but spend more. My best friend, Denise, is a skilled hacker. When she told me the credit card had no limit, I figured it wouldn’t hurt taking just a little bit.

Suddenly, he rose from my tattered couch. “Do you not know who I am? I am Declan fucking Graysen. The richest man in this fucking country and you dare steal from me? Get dressed! I am taking you down to the precinct”

My fear escalated as I realized the gravity of the situation. I had no idea how he found me, but his confidence suggested he had evidence and the power to lock me up. And that is the last thing I wanted. Desperate to avoid trouble, I searched for a way out. I nervously approached him and shamelessly got on my knees.

“Please, Mr Graysen, I beg of you, don’t take me to jail. I was wrong for stealing from you. I’ll refund the money I stole to the last bit, but please give me some time” I pleaded. The desperation in my voice was evident. My voice trembled with fear.

Declan laughed and leaned forward. I watched the amusement grow, relishing in the fear he had instilled in me. He savored the upper hand, knowing he had the power to manipulate the situation to his advantage.

“Tell me, do you know how much money you spent from my card? Ten thousand dollars. Now I wonder how you could possibly repay that given your living condition,”

I cursed inwardly. I hadn’t realized I’d spent that much money. Declan was right. There was no way I could repay that sum of money. Not with my mom in the hospital. I could always swindle another rich snob, but it had been easy for Declan to find me, who is to say my next target won’t find me just as easily as he did?

I took a deep sigh, closed my eyes and thought hard about the mess I was about to get into. Mother would never know about it. Even if she did, she would understand why I did it, right?

But what if Declan took my proposition the wrong way and I ended up pissing him further?

“Mr Grayson, I don’t have that kind of money to repay you. How about I offer something in exchange for the money I stole?” I asked sheepishly.

This seems to pick his interest as he corks a brow at me, urging me to proceed with whatever I had to say.

“How about I be your little plaything?”

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