We take on the jobs that no one wants. This time we’re stealing from the richest man in the world.
The heist is simple.
Spending the next two weeks with a man whose held my heart in the palm of his hands—that’s complicated.
Asher is the brains behind our operations. He’s the steady one, the planner, always thinking two moves ahead.
I’m the distraction, the pretty face, the seductress.
When we’re not playing our roles we’re just two people hopelessly confused. Asher wants steadiness, I want freedom. Like oil and water, we’ll never fully mix but for now, we can pretend.