One For The Money Novels & Stories

No, it can't be me. Money is everything. ******* TBC

The baby’s above you…’ We look back at the doorway to see that another banner has been let down and the previous banner is on the floor alongside a bullet. This one says, ‘I hear you’re looking for 500 billion. So pick. The bullet or the money?’

"I will send you five thousand dollars right away… Bye" @pop precious

Herod moves closer and reveals a wad of one-hundred dollar bills. When I see her eyes start to sparkle with greed, I know we succeeded. Sadly, for some, money is an obsession that drives them to desperate measures. Just a few seconds ago she claimed not to be in it for money, guess seeing all this cash has caused her to have a change of heart. To her, getting paid for betrayal is worth more than having unpaid sex.

When it does, I see the men redressing their bottom halves. Karma is a bitch. I could run out of here and make a point of not saying goodbye. But I need to get my money first. “That was…” “A one-time thing,” I say, finishing Carter’s sentence. Even though I could quite happily repeat what we just did for the rest of my life.

The way my ex had laughed when he said I’d “figure it out.” Harrington set the envelope back down, right next to my phone. “You can leave right now if you want. Door’s unlocked. No hard feelings. But the money stays here. Walk out and you get nothing. Stay… and you walk out of here in the morning with ten thousand dollars cash. Your choice, sweetheart.” The room was dead quiet except for the soft sound of five hands slowly working five hard cocks. They were all watching me. Waiting. Their eyes moved over my body like they already owned it.

“Everything’s a game when you have enough money. So… Do we have a deal? Rhea walks free, I stay, and you get my Supreme collection plus bragging rights. Limited time offer. Act now.” I was stalling as hard as I could. Every second counted. This lady better be bringing an army. Because if she doesn't show up soon… I was running out of stupid ideas.

Densely packed financial statements, bank transfers, asset transfers, and shipping lane and dock transfer documents rolled past one by one. The entire crowd watched in dead silence, not daring to blink. Martin was completely dumbfounded, his mouth hanging wide open in shock. Because beneath all of those documents, in the most prominent position possible, was my name on every single line. I looked at Martin's reaction with satisfaction and snapped my fingers. The screen shifted once again. In the report, a single line of text was exceptionally glaring. [Martin's current assets: 0 dollars [Current total debt exceeds one billion dollars.]

Getting money from Cara was as difficult as ever. "What kind of emergency requires a one-time payment of 200 thousand dollars? Ada, you're not making excuses to ask for money, are you? 200 thousand dollars is no small amount. Please attach a detailed list of expenses, and I'll approve it then. For now, it's rejected." I explained to her that it was an advance payment and that the itemized bill wouldn't be available until Mom was discharged from the hospital. Cara smirked, feigning sudden understanding. "Oh, I see. Everyone in my family is quite healthy, so I really had no idea at all. But purchase requests are very strict, and bending the rules like this won't do.

"You finally saw Rachel for who she really is, you apologized, and now I'm supposed to forgive you?" He blanched. "N-No, that's not what I meant! I just—please, give me a chance to make it right. I swear I won't ever speak to Rachel again. Just give me one more chance, okay?" I leaned in close, but my voice was laced with mockery. "Make it right? You really think you're some prize, don't you? "Joel, have some self-respect. With your pathetic salary, you can't even afford one of my handbags. I used to like you. I was willing to marry you out of charity. But not anymore."