Cinta Atau Uang Novels & Stories

“Most chicks would love to latch onto a billionaire.” Rainey was different. She didn’t want me for my money. That was apparent when she broke things off with me. She was different from other women, in so many ways. So why didn’t I fight for her like I should have?

Chris said, "Couples fight for money or love." Paige thought about it seriously for a moment, admiring silently in her heart how smart and witty her husband was because he was right. Although couples quarreled and fought over various matters, it usually boiled down to money or love. There was no getting around those two things. "So, did Pierre hit Shelly because of money or love?" Paige asked curiously and excitedly. "Perhaps both money and love. They both used to live a luxurious life, but now their life is poor and miserable.”

“If you had to select between cherish or cash which would you pick?” “Love, all the way,” he replied rapidly. “I regard cash and everything it can do. It’s a essential fiendish. But indeed the wealthiest man is constrained in terms of love.” Another see they had in common. However, here they were, dressed like eminence, in the back corner of a bar secured in books. Maybe they were fair deceivers. It was a parcel less demanding to say cash didn’t matter when you had bounty in the bank. “Can I get you another glass of wine?”

Never in his life had he felt so crazy in kissing a woman, tasting her lips as if it was the main course of a fine dining restaurant. Darwin finally realized that love is more than just asking your doomed half-brother for his girlfriend as a debt payment. Rather, it’s how you managed to keep that girl. To the point that she—both of them—barely even remember that she was just an alternative to money. Money may buy someone happiness. But, it was also only him who could decide that—whether it’s a perpetual happiness or just an ephemeral one.

"The fireworks for that day must be the most expensive and the best. "Also, go bid on that Ocean's Tear necklace she likes. I'll give it to her on that day." Listening to his words, I lost myself for a brief moment. It almost seemed as if Martin loved me deeply. However, as quickly as the ‌thought appeared, I snapped myself out of it. Looking up and catching sight of the wedding photo of Martin and Julia, I let out a cold laugh. I opened a page on my phone, which was continuously popping up with successful transfer notifications.

I grab my leather jacket from the free standing wooden coat rack and walk past her into the hall. “Who are you going to see?” She asks as I begin to walk away. “The Backstabbing Rats.” I turn around and throw devil horn hand symbols into the air. Wyatt rolls her eyes at me. “You’re not a fan of metal are you?” She shrugs, “I don’t not like metal.” Whatever the fuck that means. I pull a hundred dollar bill out of my wallet, “This is for dinner.” I hand it to her.