Authority Of Greed Novels & Stories

As it means to gulp down or swallow. One reason for its condemnation is that gorging by the prosperous may leave the needy hungry. Its core is every person’s desire for something too much for them to hold and handle. THE GREED Greed, also known as avarice, cupidity, or covetousness, is, like lust and gluttony, a sin of desire. However, greed is applied to an artificial, rapacious desire and pursuit of material possessions more than the impulse one can have. A feeling to have everything that though they did not need, yet they still hoard and grasp unto it.

"Our Obsidian Gang has always made a fortune quietly. If there were no American authorities behind the Cromwell Group, it would be a juicy piece of meat. But since there is, it's better to focus our efforts on plundering resources from smaller countries—lower risk, higher profit." Voices of agreement rose one after another, and the atmosphere in the council chamber grew restless. Someone stubbed out a cigar in the ashtray with a soft hiss, another tapped impatiently on the table, the obsidian surface emitting a dull thud, while others whispered among themselves, their eyes full of doubt and dissatisfaction. Quinten's expression darkened bit by bit. He knew these people were profit-driven wol

"He saw an opportunity to make a quick buck, and he took it. He didn't care about the consequences, about the people he was hurting." A wave of rage washed over May, her fists clenching at her sides. "I can't believe it," she said, her voice trembling with anger. "How could someone be so greedy? How could someone be so willing to betray their friends, their colleagues, for money?" "Greed is a powerful motivator," Alex said, his voice cold. "It can corrupt even the most decent people. It can make them do things they never thought they were capable of." "But it's so senseless," May cried, her voice filled with despair. "Money is just paper. It's just a means to an end. It's not worth sacrifici

"Build something honest. Something not corrupted by greed." "Greed?" Catherine finally spoke, her voice dripping with contempt. "You're talking to us about greed while you hand billions to a girl you've known for what, a few weeks? Don't pretend this is about morality, Vincent. This is about guilt. About Maria. You're trying to make up for lost time by sacrificing your actual family."

was no longer a creator—he was a Ghost of a Man who had traded his daughter for a seat on a board that never existed. The "Absolute Authority" shrieked as it was refracted by the "Authentic Noise" of a woman who had finally learned that Sovereignty is not an Acquisition—it’s the Choice to be Non-Profit. It vanished into a spray of cyan pixels, its "Contracts" incinerated by the fact that the Human Heart is Un-Incorporable.

Even more so because it has been the same from days of yore. I feel pitiful because greed has always been their downfall as well. That dates back to those who passed before them. So, I pity their lack of either foresight or hindsight. It is as if they never learn that it is an unattainable and lofty goal. No one can attain such tremendous power and wealth and still hold on to their humanity. Wealth and power only corrode the conscience and corrupt the mind. But hey, who am I to worry over that? It is not my duty to exonerate these lowly, power-hungry creatures. My duty is to exploit their desires and get them to do my bidding.

Stupid enough not to understand what he was trying to do? He’s trying to harm or steal money from our Pack! Given that he has its financial records for the past ten years and its every piece of information, I just knew Wade wasn’t here for something good. But what I cannot understand is how can he do this? Our Pack is already poor and suffering. My hands began to shake, not with fear or anxiety. But rather anger. The papers I was holding slip out of my hand as I got into deeper thinking. What they say is true. A business man and Alpha like Wade would always be greedy for power and money no matter how rich, successful and power he had become.

They tell that man and desire are one unity because in fact that desire is always in man. It could be wealth, power, respect from others, office, anything. That desire depends so much on the person, but no matter how much they have, they will never be satisfied because people are greedy. But you always say that in this life I must not be greedy, to be grateful for what I have because greed is sin. I try, I try not to be greedy. But recently, I’ve become more greedy, indeed though I know I shouldn’t be.

He was a wall of tailored wool and raw, terrifying power. "You’re three minutes late," he said, finally raising his gaze. His eyes were flint, hard and unreadable. "In my world, three minutes is worth ten million dollars. Do you have ten million dollars, Maeve?" "No, sir. I... my father’s debt—" "I don't give a fuck about your father’s debt. Not in the way you think." He stood up, and the room shrank. He was massive, his shoulders blocking the city lights. He stepped so close I felt the searing heat of his body clashing with the industrial AC. "You’re shaking. Is that fear, or are you already leaking for me?"

Before handing him a document to read, “I think this year may have to be missed again because that way calls for more kickbacks than before. And it seems that the company will be a new company that imports Copy the template from us too.” His eyes squinted at the document without picking it up and reading it. He already knew that no matter how much time passed, humans were always greedy. Even money that is not your own. “You appeal to the parent company.” “Oh, you mean…”