Love Beyond Wealth Novels & Stories

“I was thinking about something my mother told me when I was a child.” He opened his eyes, and a gentle smile formed on his full lips. “What did she tell you?” “She said that you can either have wealth or love. It can never be both. I think it was her way of explaining why we used to be poor. Except she didn't give me her love either.” A wry smile appeared, and Darren instantly leaned closer, kissing me as if he tried to take away all the bad memories. I corrected my smile then. “I just think I'm exceptionally lucky.”

There is no way I would accept another man, especially when that man was a widower. “There is no difference between the princess and the pauper,” Alice spoke up, making me slap her arm playfully, “Aaron is not a pauper! He is my lover and my best friend, and life's not all about money. But love and peace of mind!" I tried to make my point until one of the guys said, “Says someone basking in wealth”

"So, what do you think we can do to her?" Really? He was seeking her opinion on this? He actually called her darling, does that mean he has a girlfriend? He was actually capable of having a girlfriend? I guess he wasn't some monster; after all, the Beast found his true love; Beauty. But I was sure this wasn't a classic love story, this lady was definitely the type who didn't care about love. Money? Or sex? Maybe both.

“How could you believe these, I never once made you doubt my loyalty to you even as your contracted wife, Ethan.” “I know Elah, I allowed my jealousy to get the better side of me.” “Ethan, how do I know this is not just another of your games?” I asked, skeptical. He shook his head, despair in his eyes. “I lost everything, Elah. I lost you. I lost myself. I can not change the past, but I want to make amends.” “If I was joking, I wouldn't be here kneeling in public and telling you how much I want you Elah. You have shown me what true love really is. I had not experienced the kind of love you showed me during those times we were together.”

She had chosen her path, and regret had no place in the empire she was building. Love? It was fleeting, unpredictable—an illusion wrapped in sweet words and temporary promises. But wealth, security, and power—those were real. Those were tangible. Love wouldn't have put food on the table when their mother struggled to make ends meet. Love wouldn’t have saved her late father from dying and leaving heavy responsibilities on the shoulders of her mother. In fact, love wouldn't have saved her relationship of four years - nor saved her from being that grossly humiliated. That was the lowest form of human degradation! But money did.

She smiles to herself. "But for sure you're judge me when you find out who he is." I lower my eyes to my knotted fingers resting on my thighs. Granny says softly, and resumes speaking in riddles. "Love is all we truly own, not wealth, not riches. True love is the only thing that lasts, even after everything else fades away." she sighs. "your Mom had to fight so much for everything she own. she forgot the most important thing to love." she gently smooth my chin. "You're not like her.

“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?”

he corrected. “Comfortable enough not to care, stupid enough not to aim higher. Working and upper classes take finances seriously. May I remind you, the last time you married for love, it ended in debt, a runaway husband, and death threats? Love is overrated. It can’t be trusted. But mutual goals? Alliances? Those last.”

As the nurse wheeled him out, he overheard two other nurses gossiping nearby. “Did you hear? That livestreamer, Sean, is hospitalized here.” “I did! His wife treats him so well. She booked an entire floor for him.” “Wow… she’s the daughter of an affluent family and is still so attentive. I’m so jealous.” “Although I heard his wife had a lot of scandals before…” “So what? Can’t someone become loyal again for the person they love?” ‘Become loyal again for the person they love...’ James lowered his gaze and gave a bitter smile.

Her last sentence carried so much venom that I felt my fear rising over my anger again. “Please. Let me go,” I said in desperation. “Whatever he owes you, he’ll pay. My father hates debts.” Both women exchanged glances and burst into laughter afterwards. The first woman returned her gaze to me. “Are you sure about that? Because he’s always so eager to get into them. If only you knew how much money he owes us and how long it has been.” “How much is it? He’ll pay.” I looked from one woman to the other, looking for the slightest trace of human compassion in their eyes that I could appeal to. But their eyes were firm, just like the words of their mouth.