Can't Buy Me Love Novels & Stories

“I will not give up trying to win you back, Val. I got you by force before and by purchasing you with a large amount of money, but this time, I will use love and effort to have you back.” “Give up because you can never have me back.” I sighed heavily, walking away to the comfort room where I could change clothes.

Mason could only grunt in response, earning another chuckle from him. "I'm telling you, boy. Love is not easy. It requires kindness, thoughtfulness, understanding, and a hell lot of patience. But it's worth every single breath that you take. No money can buy you that love that you desire." Mr. Grudeso advised him. Mason found the irony in his advise. Sure, money couldn't buy love. But in his situation, if he hadn't been force to find himself a bride and pay Kelsey to pose as his wife, he wouldn't have found the woman he was willing to spend the rest of his life with.

He smiled at me in response then sighed, “There’s nothing free in this world right now, even love is not free. You need to earn it so you can have it.” I scoffed in disbelief at why he had to say that. Love was just a thing so sacred to me, and I don’t believe that people can buy loyalty and love now. True love still exists in this world today but it was rare, and so hard to find---and I know I can't find it in the man who was right here in front of me. A black van pulled over, and Harry’s mother stepped out of the car with her black sunglasses. She was dressed in a classy fabric, and she slowly took off her sunglasses so that she could take a look at me.

"If you want it, you can have it right now!" He crawled forward, trying to hug my legs, but I coldly stepped away. "I want you to disappear from my life." I pried his fingers from my arm, one by one. "Bruno, your love is a debt I can't afford. And I don't want it anymore."

The lady looked at me with that sad expression again. "Love sucks." I said. "all my life I imagined I was going to be one of those cliché, a wife, kids, a pet, a house with a pretty garden. Somewhere along the way that prospect got blurry and I saw another future, with someone else. But I fucked up, and now five years later I'm doing the same thing I did back then, I'm hurting her and I'm hurting me. Maybe love doesn't suck, maybe I suck at loving."

I asked without looking at him. “You know that is impossible. I can’t let you go, not now or later. You will stay here with me until you tell me you love me and want to be with me.” He growled. I’m thankful he hasn’t put his plan of making me pregnant into action since he said the words. “But I don’t love you, Dan. I don’t and I won’t, no matter what you do I wouldn’t fall in love with you.” My voice sounded like a whisper.

“Louis, I’m already terminally ill. You shouldn’t waste your time on me, let alone give up your good life for someone like me. I’m stuck in the mud, and I don’t want to drag you down with me. You still have a future ahead of you. You’ll meet someone who loves you, and whom you’ll love in return. I’m not worth this.” She didn’t say it outright, but her rejection was unmistakable. Louis felt frustrated, yet unwilling to give up. “I can take you away and live a life just for us. Without you, I’d rather die right now!” Louis suddenly dropped to one knee. As he spoke, he raised a hand as if swearing to the heavens, then pulled a small, delicate box from his pocket.

“Do you really think I can be bought? Love isn’t some contract you sign and call it done. I won’t abandon my child, my past, or my choices just because you throw wealth at me.” Ryan’s lips curved into a slow, unreadable smile. “Then think about it. I don’t make idle offers. You have twenty four hours to decide… that’s all.”

I could not continue to live like a slave, weighed down by an invisible yoke, crawling like a miserable ant while they treated my life and my blood as a commodity. And as I sat there staring blindly at those invisible lines in the dark, the deepest, most painful truth of my entire life finally hit me. No matter how hard I tried, no matter how much money I sent, no matter what horrors I subjected myself to, I would never get your love, Mommy. I would never get the affection or the pride that I so desperately wanted from you. I had tried everything. I had tried buying my way into your heart with blood-soaked money, tearing pieces of my soul away just to feed your bank account. But I finally re

My mom calls me on Friday. "Don't forget to attend the family dinner tomorrow. Your brother loves shrimps, so you should buy more of those at the seafood market in the southern district. "Your sister-in-law loves lamb chops. Why don't you go scour for more in the eastern district? Also, your nephew loves imported strawberries, so you mustn't forget them now." I say yes to everything. But as soon as I end the call, I see a new message in the family's group chat. "I already told Alan the things that we love to eat. It's hard for you all to earn money, so you shouldn't buy anything at all." One second later, the message is swiftly deleted. Still, the sight renders me stunned. I've been