His cousin

Alana Made sure to call security on the thief she found at the office. He was busy flirting with the receptionist after doing something so bad.

"Madam, are you insane huh? Let me go already," the man said, trying, by all means, to fight off the four security guards holding him in place.

"Thief, who do you think you are?" Alana lashed out and kept her distance from the man. He was all, with a dark beard covering his face. The contours of his face seemed scary and somehow playful. Despite how tall he was, Alana wasn't going to let him off.

"W-what…let go," the man said, failing to believe what was happening. Alana flipped her hair off her shoulders and straightened up.

"I already called the police…they'll arrest your big jerk," she spat out disdainfully, making the man look at her in disbelief.

"Lady, do you even know me…what…are you doing huh?" The man struggled to get free, however, he couldn't. Alana smirked and prepared to go to Ricardo's office when she came to a halt.

"What