Elena looked at the file folder sitting between them. It was labeled Project Kringle —a name so wholesome it made her stomach turn. Inside were the routing numbers that shouldn't exist and the signatures she had forged with a shaking hand just three hours ago.
"Nice keeps us out of federal prison, Marcus," she snapped, though she kept her voice low. She traced the rim of her paper cup. "Chapter One was a fluke. Chapter Two was a necessity. But we’re at Chapter Three now, and this? This is a choice." Naughty Nice [Chapter 3]
She thought about her reputation—the "Nice" girl who volunteered at the animal shelter and never missed a Sunday dinner with her mother. Then she looked at Marcus, the man who had shown her just how easy it was to break the rules when no one was watching. Elena looked at the file folder sitting between them
If you’re looking for something more romance-heavy or perhaps a darker thriller angle, let me know and I can adjust the tone and setting for you! "Nice keeps us out of federal prison, Marcus,"
The "Nice" Elena would have walked away. But Chapter 3 belonged to someone else entirely.