My First Theft Went a Little Like This

My first theft went a little like this...
I just wanted to steal one bag of chips. Instead, I end up stealing the heart of a handsome millionaire...

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My pulse races. How do I get out of this? It's not like I can fight off the man. He is way taller than me and appears to be hiding a muscular body in his gray suit. And he is good-looking, which is completely irrelevant, but I'm not blind. Silky brown hair, intense violet eyes that could undress you with ease and you would like it, and a jawline that you could cut stone on. "Um…hey, what's that?" I point. Lame, I know, but it works in the movies.

Of course, he doesn't fall for it. "Do I look like an idiot?"

I give him my best puppy dog eyes. Maybe I can appeal to this rich guy's heart. If he has a heart. "I'm hungry."

He rolls his eyes. "Nice try. I own this store. Do you think I would be able to make a living if I let every hobo take free food from me?"

"I don't know, but it'd make you a really nice person."

His eyes are cold. "I'd rather be rich, thanks."

My voice is small. "Please, I need to eat."

"I should drag you to the police station."

Does this guy not have a soul? Well, I guess you have to be soulless if you're charging people 7 dollars for a bag of chips. "Um…" Panicking and desperate, I pull him in for a kiss. He freezes instead of pushing me away. When he starts kissing me back and tries to wrap his arms around me, I jump away from him and run as fast as I can.