I Will Rob Your Lover

You walked into my life like a thief in the night, he murmured, his breath warm against her temple. And I never even saw you coming. A playful glint danced in her eyes as she looked up at him. That's rather ironic, considering my entire profession revolves around helping women capture the hearts of those they long for. Yet when it came to my own, I was utterly blind. He chuckled softly, pulling her closer beneath the amber glow of the streetlamp. So the master strategist herself got caught in her own web? What happened to all those clever schemes you devised for your clients? She laughed, a sound he cherished more than any melody. Oh, those worked beautifully for others — every calculated move, every perfectly timed encounter, every word whispered at just the right moment. But you? You dismantled every single defense I had without even trying. No strategy, no manipulation, no carefully orchestrated seduction — just you, being maddeningly genuine and impossibly kind. He pressed a kiss to her forehead. I wasn't trying to steal you away from anything. I simply couldn't imagine my days without you in them. She traced the line of his jaw with her fingertip. Do you know what's truly remarkable? I spent years convincing women that the heart could be won through tactics, that desire could be redirected with enough patience and precision. But what I really believe — what I've always believed deep down — is that the soul recognizes its counterpart without any interference. You don't need schemes or maneuvers when something is meant to be. You just need the courage to reach out and hold on. He smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. Then I'm grateful you found that courage. She nestled deeper into his embrace. I'm grateful you made it impossible not to. You stole something far more precious than any heart, my darling — you stole my certainty that I was better off alone. And I intend to keep you forever as repayment.