Her Gluttony by C. M. Raven

I cannot love you, because you are everything I stand against.

Avery Zayne
Many know my name. Few dare to touch me. And no one ever catches me. I am always one step ahead. I have to, because I have every agency in the world breathing down my neck. I take what was never meant to be mine—with pleasure.
I love the thrill, the pace, the constant vigilance of knowing that I am hunted. I have to admit, cops are the most disgusting breed, but in the case of Reid Shaw from the FBI’s Art Crime division, it brings me immense fun to play a game of cat and mouse with her. Until one day, I make a mistake. A mistake that nearly costs me my life, if not for said agent, who saves me and finally brings me behind bars.
But I wouldn’t be worth my title of the world’s most notorious art thief if I’d accept the fate she has destined for me.

Reid Shaw
After two years leading the FBI’s art crime unit, I achieved the highest rate of closed cases in over a decade. I believe in unbreakable, not even unbendable, rules and the law. There is nothing more important than the law.
I know exactly what kind of people steal art for a living: brilliant, arrogant, completely convinced they’re the exception to every rule. Avery Zayne, or whatever alias she uses, is not the exception. I studied her for years. Learned her taste, her routes, her patterns, until I knew her better than anyone else. And when I finally catch her, I thought I would be prepared.

But I wasn’t. I wasn’t prepared for her knowing me back in a way I could never imagine.