Love Bargain Audiobook Novels & Stories

I knew that one was far outside of my price range, but I flipped through the pages until I got to the more interesting bits. I didn't have all that much time, so I put the book back and found a box on the ground marked ‘Used Romance’. I kneeled beside it and dug through them until I found a couple I liked. They were all marked as ".50", so I could get four whole books to bring back with me. I was so overjoyed I nearly pranced on my way up to the cash register. The old man looked up from his book, and gave me a hard stare with his steely gray eyes as he wrote the titles in his ledger. "You're not from around here." He spoke with an accusation in his voice. "No, I'm not." I agreed. "Just visit

“This could change everything for you.” “It’s not just about money,” I shot back, my voice shaking slightly. “I won’t lose myself in this… whatever it is you want.” He studied me for a moment, trying to understand why I was so resistant. Did he really believe that taking his offer would mean losing myself? Just then, Sam rushed over, her eyes wide with worry. “Evelyn! You can’t be serious!” I turned to my friend, torn between joy and fear. “Think about it!” Sam urged. “He’s a billionaire! This is dangerous!”

The pilots were already storing his luggage, which included several new bags from Christian Dior. ​He crossed his arms as he waited for their signal. The file the infallible Matthew Smith had given him the previous night provided more than enough ammunition to persuade Marie to sell. Yet, even the knowledge of his impending victory didn’t make this particular task any easier. You could crush a bug in your fist, but that didn't mean you’d enjoy the sensation. Still, Gagnon Autos—a company on its last breath and flailing for help—now had his name on it.

"I was wondering what you'd do now that Knox doesn't look like he is done with you. He just began, but oh… you seem to have something precious of his and I think you should give it back if you don't want things to go further south." He tilted his head to the side like he didn't believe what I had just said. I stood my ground, refusing to show panic. "Are you trying to bargain with me?" He sounded insulted. "Bargain? No. It's the only resolution my pity has — to stand and watch a son humiliate his father." He scoffed in response. His gaze held a new seriousness and something quite too dark to name. His jaw tightened before his lips moved. "Let me treat you to lunch at my place and we'll discu

Please give me some of that luck! Seeing that, Elaine couldn't help sighing, "Hey, dear? Someone in my group was talking about Aurous Hill's Antique Street, saying someone bought a piece for 300 thousand yesterday but sold it for 20 million today! You often pick up bargain deals yourself, so when would you be able to get something that big?" Jacob pursed his lips. "Let them brag all they want. Picking up a bargain that good in this day and age? They can trick others, but not those in the same business!"

The man, a middle-aged businessman with a nervous demeanor, glanced around as if expecting someone to recognize him. “You’ve got a lot of nerve, contacting me after all these years,” he said, his voice low. Emma smiled sweetly. “I have an offer you can’t refuse. Your story, your name in the press—how does that sound?” The man’s eyes narrowed. “And what’s in it for me?” Emma leaned closer, her tone silky. “Money. A lot of it. Plus the chance to bring Edward Vanderbilt to his knees. All you have to do is tell your side of the story.”

"Bargain? What does he have to bargain? Why does he think I would need that? I have done what I desire to him, by putting him in jail." "Well, I just feel you should hear him out. It is only you he wants to speak with. And he said you will like the bargain. By the way, if you really do not want to hear him out, then that's fine. I was just trying to inform you on something that I felt shouldn't be overlooked." I sighed and bit my lips. I really didn't want to see Benson again and I wondered why he would want to bargain with me, when I had won against him. What could he possibly have for me that I may desire?

"No, I need to get the money ready so that when he calls I can go give it to him and bring the girls home to their parents," Rafael responded. "You are out of your mind? You want to take that bastard's words for it? We are not taking any money to him alone," "What's going on here?" Lance asked as he came back from what looked like a morning walk, Rafael forgot he let him stay the night. "The guy, Leonard, the one we suspected called and Rafael here wants to go give him two billion dollars himself," Aron disclosed.

“And sweetheart, don’t give this man a hard time. A beautiful wife is waiting for him on that island.” “Thanks, Belle.” I straightened my seat and placed my bag on the table. I also ordered the same drinks they were drinking. “Sorry to ruin your anniversary, but I wouldn’t be here if this deal doesn’t mean anything to me.” He studied me from head to toe. “You’ve got billions. Why in the hell are you interested in my business?”

He followed after the man who was short but managed to take long strides. Reynolds had a good few inches on the man that he could see the balding of his head. He took a look at the study upon entrance. It was filled with rich mahogany bookcases adorned with leather-bound books situated at the far end of the room. He took the seat Mr. Martin offered and they dived right into business. Mr. Martin was a ruthless man when it came to business. He knew what he wanted and knew the just the right cards to play but Reynolds excelled in handling such businessmen. He was of the knowledge that both families would benefit from the alliance but after dealing with the man, he couldn’t help but wonder if he