This is the story of the thief and the girl he took home to his partner-in-crime.
Who they were very good to, albeit a little strict.
And who he kept for a time and then returned, because being a villain is rarely as black and white as the pictures.
But who he kept a little piece of. Which is just fine, since she took a little piece of him, too.
Because when you really boil things down, we all are, in our own ways, thieves. Some of us are just better dressed for the part.