GOTCHA (Fangs Of Love)

What the fuck!!!!!

Jesus Christ!!!

She didn't even have a dime to buy an ordinary matchstick set.

How was she going to cook for Granny Mia?

Maryann Taylor couldn't understand why her own poverty grew intense every day, she felt devastated.

Yes. She was beautiful, she had a nice shape, and she admits to that....but stealing?! Na. Nothing can stop her from stealing.

If she can't have what she wants at the moment, she would rather steal than beg.

She is a big-time thief who has stolen since she was three but never went to prison.

Granny Mia knew her granddaughter was a thief, a thief will always be a thief, no matter the nitty-gritty, she is crippled though.

She was a laundry woman, who always did the laundry for her customers while sitting in her wheelchair.

She tried all possible ways to make Maryann change, but all fell on deaf ears.

She has taken care of Maryann since she was three years old till now.

Maryann is an orphan who went into stealing because of poverty, as she always told people.

Many people all round the neighborhood knew Maryann as a thief and when her case was being reported to the police, she always had her own way of escaping to the point where the police got tired of her cases.

So to society, she was known as a menace.

"I'm hungry, Ann gurl" Granny Mia cried to her granddaughter.

"Gran, no match for cooking". Maryann said "I need to go find 'em."

"Stealing again?!" Granny Mia interjected "When will you ever stop, child?" Granny Mia asked, feeling powerless.

"We have no option, Gran" Maryann said.

"Don't steal, we can borrow" Granny Mia pleaded in weakness

"Nobody would want to, Gran, I'm out. Heading somewhere"

Immediately, Maryann tied her hair into a bun and covered it with a black ball cap, then she wore her black jeans slacks and black crop top that revealed her abs and pretty pinned navel

"I'm going Gran, see ya in the next few minutes," Maryann said as she jumped out through the window.

Granny-Mia still believed God would change Ann gurl someday, but she couldn't stop the tears from flowing lazily down her wrinkled cheekbone.

❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

Maryann looked left.

She looked right too.

She scanned the whole environment and when she saw it was clear.

She jumped over the wall leading to the market square and saw people gathering near a kiosk of fresh oranges.

She gulped down her saliva at first because the oranges looked juicy.

Gran loved oranges and pineapples so much, she decided to get some for Gran.

She sneaked in among the crowd.

Nobody noticed her because of the rowdiness.

She stretched her hand and picked three oranges and sneaked back out of the crowd and nobody still noticed her.

As she was about to run out, the owner of the kiosk who sold the oranges had a peek at Maryann sneaking away from the crowd.

He screamed; "That damn brat!!! Maryann....how dare you steal from me? Return my oranges before I unleash my anger".

All the buyers turned and saw Maryann running and jumping on tables just to get away from the scene.

So many people tried to pursue her, but she was too fast to get hold of.

Maryann kept on running without looking back.

Running further, she didn't see the stone in front of her until she stumbled upon it.....

"Shit!!!!" She muttered under her breath, her thoughts went far.

She just couldn't give herself the inspiration of giving up.

If she fell she would get up immediately and run......until a hand caught up with her and held her from falling, the hand was wrapped around her abs gently, and she stood, she stared at his face, his dark hair was packed into a bun ponytail, and he had dark sunglasses on that shaded his eyes which she couldn't see, his masculine scent was so mild but lingered sweetly under her nostrils, his lips were plumpy, peachy and looked very luscious, he had pointed nose, and he was dressed in a long sleeve compression shirt with joggers and nice boots..... Gosh!!!

He was so perfect...

Maryann came to her senses when she heard a whistleblowing , "Fuck!" whist. She cursed because she lost guard.

About to start her race of escapism one more time, he held her hand to prevent her from running.

She tried to break free, but he was too strong for her to even flinch, then Bill, the orange seller, caught up with them.

"Mary? How dare you steal ma oranges?!" Bill said angrily as he walked up to Maryann.

Everybody's attention was fixed on both Maryann and her saver.

"Are you okay, Miss?" Her saver asked her

"Let go of me!!" Mary said as she faced him. "You are the reason, I am caught up in this mess, now how do I take this to my Gran?" Her face looked fierce as she complained.

"Is this how you thank someone who saved your life? By the way, your Gran sent you to steal?" Her saver asked

Everyone close to the scene was staring at Maryann's saver.

Within a twinkle of an eye, ten men in black, ten soldiers from the U.S. army, ten FBI agents, ten police officers came running towards the scene and their riffle pointing directly at Maryann.

Thinking he was just a mere civilian just like everyone else, Maryann replied "You don't have any fucking right to talk against my Granny like that, it's none of your fucking business, who told you to save me in the first place, huh?!"

One of the men in black moved towards Mary, but her saver held him back.

"If only you knew who you are talking to, you wouldn't even make any attempt to utter any word from your mouth after creating such an offensive mess" One of the FBI officers spoke deeply in anger.

"And so what?!" Maryann hissed as she ran out of the scene.

The police officers were pursuing her when her saver said "Let her be", then he turned to one of the men in black. "Pay the orange seller double the price of what she stole" and he walked away