Money The Love Story Novels & Stories

Money is more important for you than me? Alya has tears in her eyes, she walked closer to him. She holds his hand and said :" Viren, I know you are thinking I am a greedy person, but the truth is I love you. I love you so much , but I don't want to spend the rest of my life in poverty. I am thinking about our future, 1 crore is so big amount . Our life will get change if we have this much money. I have seen you working day and night for 15 thousands rupees , it's not enough for us . Think about our future, later we will have kids , I don't want to give them this type of life. I want them to study in good schools . I want good life and education, which can't be possible with your salary. I

He blinked and looked at Ashel, “I change my answer. Love is more important that money." I was left gaping.

I'm an actress, and a very good one at that, and my career is just as important as yours! All the words and scenes swirled through her mind; the delirium of love, the disillusionment, the broken dream. It had been a love affair at first sight, at least on his part, full of passion and ardor and Jonathan had believed that when he finished his year-long internship in London, Gloria would go with him to Hong Kong, but she soon made him realize that this idea of a wife following her husband wherever he went to work was beyond old-fashioned and outdated; they were always arguing about it, between one passionate encounter and another until. the stormy romance ended.

I look back at his face and try to remember where I read or heard of that name. “Tell me, are you more interested in him or his money?" Now she's being outright disrespectful. How is it any of her business? It's not her money. The subtle insults did not cut me so she's going straight for my throat. “I am in love with him," I hold his hand again and he grabs onto it “And he has a lot of money so you can guess the rest." I look at him “He's even paying me a hundred million dollars to stay with him and endure his shenanigans. Isn't that right?" I playfully hit him with my elbow and his face breaks into the perfect smile he gave me the other day.

Carlos' eyes were fixed on me. I really couldn't understand why she was acting this way. “Why is he pretending to care about me? We have already divorced…” I took my hand from his, trying to calm myself down. !I don't know what to tell you, maybe I've always wanted love, how rich I am, it just dawned on me that I could buy love with the money I have anyway, it's not like I've never done that before.” I paused for a second, as I looked into her clear eyes, then continued, "I traded Moom companies for our marriage, now I'm just trading money for love."

Everything was fine but nothing was good. My daughter despite being her father lives with someone else. Zoya and Sameer Bhai helped me to raise my daughter or else I don't know how I would give my daughter a mother's love. Because of my wife, one lie. I lost my first love, my wife. she was suffering from a blood clot still she hid her pregnancy news and at last because of complications I lost her. My wife left us alone. . Time Flies .

"You actually sent three ellipsis dots! Is there a bloody love story between you and him?! Let me guess. Have you ever fell in love with him, but he dumped you? But you cannot forget him. It is OK. If you still love him, I can quit!" I am speechless. "what a terrible story! Why didn't you guess that I dumped him? Do I look like the kind of girl who always gets dumped? No! I am not familiar with him! But I know that he has 20 billion current deposits in his bank card , which is super weird." Blaney sends, "Oh my God! Is he so rich? It can't be possible. He just graduated. How can he have so much money?" I tell her the fact. He sent me emails first and planned to buy my dad's company with $10

Prologue: Loving Blake Coster Blake Coster One of the richest Billionaire in America. He got the face, the money and fame. He always get what he wants and now he wants the heritage that his grandfather, he has to find a bride but love is his number one enemy, he hates it. Love ruins his family and he doesn't want it ruin him. Jean Verodine a Victoria Secret model, she's a ball of sunshine. Everyone loves her, who doesn't? She's sweet, smart and beautiful. Everyone thinks that her life is so perfect when in reality, her past kept chasing her. She needs someone who can protect her and offer her safety.

Anyone can be stolen from me afterward. I look around and find a bench where I can sit and wait for Elena. Next to me there is a man engrossed in a newspaper, he is not paying any attention to me. I'm musing on my wonderful future with Aziel and our child when Elena finally flops down next to me. She places a round bag between us and when she opens it, I see the lots of packed dollars in there. I grab a few bundles and run a finger over them to make sure all the notes are good. The money seems to have just come off the press, slippery as ice. “Wow, that's nice. This is women's business, we do what we promise”, I compliment her.

She stood at the base of her bed packing the rest of her stuff. Not that she had much anyways. The good stuffs she once had were all sold out to raise money for her father’s treatment. It was only on her Father’s deathbed, that she found out, the mother she thought was dead in 19 years of her life was alive and well. Somewhere in another country, with her new family. Her father was a government worker, that earned about 60,000 Naira, monthly. Although, the money was small. It was still good enough, for the both of them. Due to the sudden ill-health, her father’s savings was used for his Cancer treatment and the little that remained was given to her in hope that she would find her mother.