Lana Del Rey Lyrics Old Money Novels & Stories

Tia asked and Lyra stopped for a while before a sad smile played on her lips. She shook her head lightly. " I can't believe this.. I don't even have any money " She muttered pathetically. Tia let out a sad sigh. " It's fine... I will pay for our expenses " She said and Lyra raised her brows. " Do you have money? " " Yeah.. we just got our pay yesterday " Tia replied with a smile. " Thanks.. " She muttered, biting her lips embarrassedly. She's supposed to be a billionaire who has more than enough money and could get just anything she wants, but here she is.. not even a single penny on her.

Glancing at it, she groaned in annoyance. “This b*tch!” she cursed and answered the phone. “What is it?” she demanded. “I told you not to call me this often!” “You promised me two hundred thousand dollars!” the shrill voice of a woman in her sixties came from the other end. “Where’s my money?” “Money, money, money!” Dahlia snarled. “All you care about is money! I gave you a hundred thousand last time. What did you do with it?” “I spent it all on this brat!” the old woman claimed but Dahlia scoffed.

SIX YEARS LATER. MONICA. I need money. Of course I’m going to take it. The lights in the club dim down as the song approaches its end. I lie across the stage, sinking my nearly naked body on the sheet of dollar bills lying on the shiny floor. A smile is on my face, that ‘fuck me’ smirk that all the men here love. They all holler, making it rain, and I bask in it for one more moment before sweeping my loot into my arms.

"uh.... I still don't have money, Mrs. granda. But don't worry, I'll pay you as soon as I have money. " "Then when will you have it? I need that now! " "pay up or leave this house if you can't pay me!" the old lady raised her voice; clearly angry. 'Oh, no... I already lost my job. I can't see off this apartment too.' "Please, I promise I will pay you. I promise. " ". No money, no apartment. Now leave! " "No, please! Just one last chance. Please, I beg you... please, I have nowhere else to go."

"Bullshit! Don't think that I'm unaware about that rich guy you're seeing in Jandersville. Chump change that fell through his fingers would be enough to set our family up for life. And now you're telling me you have no money? Do you think now that you've grown up, you can be independent and abandon us?" Lana Lynch spat through the phone, "Let me tell you, no way in hell! I spent all that money sending you to college in Jandersville. Did you forget your roots in just a few years? Believe me, I can easily drag you back down just the same way I set you up for success!"

“He’s stepping up! Oh my God do you think dad would accept him now that he’s moving up the rich echelon?” Lana chortled, opening the passenger door for me. “Dad is weird, I don’t know why he’s so obsessed with class.” “Maybe he wants you well catered for?” I twisted my face, praying it would make sense to Lana, but knowing her, it wouldn’t. “Robin, I have more money than I can spend. I don’t need anyone ‘catering’ for me.” “Geez, back off rich girl.” I sniggered, laughing the horrifying joke off. I’d missed Lana so much, glad I was finally going home, wherever she was.

Will she not get disgusted even more when she realized that all he was still looking for was money? Truthfully, she was a billionaire heiress. She had only known money all her life and trying to impress her with money was just not going to cut it. Lana saw the various expressions that flashed across his face at different times and she could not help but smirk, “You mentioned something that can help me get back my footing in Romero.” She asked, “Although I doubt it would be any good but I still want to hear what you’ve got up your sleeves.” Director Evans looked at her and felt a cold shiver run down his back at the sight of her cold, green eyes.

Granny Lyndon sneered and said without thinking, “Darryl, don’t bother trying to intimidate me. I’m old so I won’t be frightened by you. Even if you are strong, you cannot touch the Lyndon family! Is there still any justice left if the Alliance Master takes action against us? Let me tell you, not only won’t I return the hundred million but I’ll take another fifty million from Lily. Lily will have nothing to do with the Lyndon family ever once I’ve got the money.” Granny Lyndon then firmly said, “We won’t ever bother Lily ever again once we have the fifty million.” Darryl slowly walked up and looked Granny Lyndon into her eyes before icily said, “I want to ask you. Why should Lily give you an

“I can get you another job, a much better one if you need. If you want money…” “I don’t want your money!!” Ana half-yelled, and then quickly turned back to know if there was any reaction from inside the house. “You rich kids think money can solve everything, I don’t want your money, Mr. Grey… Keep your stupid money to yourself. Just go away from my life and never come back, I hope our paths don’t cross again, I hate you so much!! You disgust me and I never want to see your face again!!” she spat as tears began to roll down her eyes.

“You and Clarisse forgot this the last time, I came to return it to you.” Lana frowned when she saw the neat envelope, she picked it up and opened it. Her frown became even deeper when she saw the money was untouched. She placed it back on the table and waved her hands, “There is no need to return this to me, it was given to you and you accepted it, why are you returning it now? Don’t tell me you thought being with Simon was more profitable than this little cash. How much do you need then? I would add to it. A million? A billion?”