Ryuichi: All it took was a stolen watch, and I was putty in her hands. A woman in need of money, but skilled enough to plan the theft of a painting. No man could resist, right? And as much as I want to fall for her, I can’t. I need to know what she’s hiding. And there I don’t doubt there ARE secrets. The problem is finding out which of her tales are lies and which are the truth. London: He’s the means to an end. It doesn’t matter that he’s charming and handsome. It’s part of the mask he wears. He’s nothing more than a thief, and it’s my job to bring him to justice. I don’t want to be drawn into his circle. I just need to do my job. Help him steal crown jewels from a museum, and arrest him. Everything else can be sorted when the dust settles. I can ignore the way his touch makes my body sing. I can extinguish the passion between us with three little words. But God, I don’t know if I want to.