Take My Money Gif Novels & Stories

However, she abruptly halted on her track, causing Graham to nearly jostle into her. "Sorry, ma'am!" He quickly bowed at her. Gabrielle veered around to confront him and she asked him fiercely "Do you have any money with you?" "Y-yes, ma'am! I have $1000 with me!" Graham answered. "Give it to me!" Gabrielle said firmly to him. Graham immediately brought out the money from his back pocket, and he passed it to her. Gabrielle gazed at the money for a while. Then, she said to him "I will return it later to you!"

He typed something, then held the screen where I could see it. A transfer. Seventy-five million. My mouth went dry. “If you accept, I will send the rest,” he said. I gave a short, disbelieving laugh. “Tssk. You think you can play or use me with your fake alert?” Even as I said it, my hands were trembling. Because I knew people faked things all the time. I knew some men loved using money as a weapon, loved showing off screens and making promises that dissolved into nothing later.

“I need more. I’m in serious trouble. And I really need the money–” “Trouble isn’t my business,” he cut me off with a shrug. “Money is. This is my final offer. I'll add 20% to the money. And that's all. Take it or walk out with your pretty jewels.” Tears of humiliation stung my eyes. I had no choice. No other options. No one left to turn to.“Fine,” I whispered brokenly. “Just… give me the money.”Rico smiled as he counted out the cash and slid it across the table with a satisfied smirk.

As he parks in front of my home, panic bubbles up my throat and I push down the urge to beg him to take me somewhere else. I smile sadly as I kiss him on his cheek before turning to get out. “Wait.” He pulls out a rolled bundle of money and hands it to me. “Your money.” I scrunch my nose while looking at it, “I don’t want it, Gio. I’m not a whore.” He snickers, moving the bundle back and forth before my eyes. “No, you are not, but we had a deal.” Taking the cash cautiously, I thank him just as he leans towards me, grabbing my chin and pulling me in for a slow and gentle kiss.

“I want to do this.” “Good, good,” he sighed, his lip going between his teeth as he reached into his pocket for his wallet. He took out two very beat up hundred dollar bills and presented them to me. I gingerly accepted, confusion evident on my face. “Don’t . . . don’t people usually pay after?” “This is for accepting.” He licked his lips as he watched me, damn near trembling with excitement. “You’ll get the rest if we make it through the night without needing to use the safeword.”

"Yes, miss?" I pulled my wallet out of my bag and took out ten 100,000 rupiah notes. "This is for you," I said, slipping the money into her hand. She stared at the cash in her palm, brow furrowed, then looked back at me. "For me, miss?" she asked, looking bewildered. I nodded and squeezed her hand shut over the money with a wide smile. "Yes, just take it." "Oh my... you’re so kind, miss. Thank you..." she said, her eyes lighting up.

Then, his eyes widened, “You’re serious?” “Completely.” I murmured, stepping back, my expression smooth as marble. He swallowed hard, still staring at me like he was trying to decide whether I was joking, “If I do that, you’ll really give me the money?” I smiled, “Every cent of it. Enough to disappear, if that’s what you want.” Kevin let out a shaky laugh, uncertain but intrigued, “Alright… I’ll do it. I’ll do it.” “Good.” I straightened, brushing an invisible speck of dust from my dress, “I’ll have someone contact you tomorrow. Don’t be late when they do.”

“I wish to go to the nearest city, but I don’t really have a lot of money.” Harry smiled knowingly. “I understand. Rich people always make it harder for people like you. But don’t worry, I’ll help you get out of this.” He gently took my hand, squeezing it reassuringly before slipping a few bills toward me—five hundred-dollar bills. I recoiled, feeling ashamed, but his grip was firm. He insisted I take it. “Don’t worry about it. Just take it.” I stared at the money, torn between pride and gratitude. “I can’t—”

They all answered I nod "alright then , I want to start my own company but I need money alot since I've been given a second chance by God , I wish to use it well ,so each of you will send 1 billion to my account,which Mia would take care of and if I need anything I'll make sure to let everyone of you know" I smiled I walk to Asher's mom,I trail my hand down her face "Mother you skin is so smooth I'll like to add a little colour!" I slapped her