The Love Of Money - Episode 63 - Storie by Shary Epic Reads

The Love Of Money - Episode 63
27-07-25 (07:04)

"It wasn't." She said with a tinge of bitterness in her voice. "Yeah. I know," I said, suddenly feeling tired. Silence filled the room for several moments. "You aren't going to apologize?" Bobbi asked. "For what?" "For what you did earlier. As punishment for doing something I didn't do." I gaped at her, "You think had sex with you as a punishment for telling people I was rich?" "No. Well, kind of. More like you made me tolerate that woman touching me because you thought I told people." I laid my head back on the headrest of the office chair and sighed, "Sit down Bobbi." When she didn't move, I added an edge to my tone and repeated, "Sit down, Bobbi." Three heartbeats later she finally moved, taking one of the chairs in front of my desk. "I fucking hate you, you know that?" said. It was a matter of statement more than anything emotional, I couldn't bring myself to fill my words with any heat. "Really? I couldn't have guessed." That made me smile. wasn't sure why, but perhaps a small part of me was relieved to see that I hadn't completely broken her. "Well, you make it easy to hate you. I get along with most people in my life. It's just you. You always seemed to have it in for me." "I have it in for everyone," she snapped back. "You're not particularly special." That was a weird thing to admit, and strangely honest. "Why do you say that? Bobbi shrugged and admitted, "I hate everyone." Again, I was stunned by the sheer frankness of her answer. "Why? Crossing her arms over her chest in a way that did a lovely job of accentuating her modest breasts, she didn't respond. Instead, she stared just past my shoulder and out the window into the illuminated cityscape outside. The message was clear. She didn't want to go into it. "Why are you here, Bobbi?" The soft lights of my office reflected off her unnaturally bright grey eyes there were unshed tears in her eyes. I didn't push her. I simply watched her and waited for her to answer in her own time. I didn't feel like being any more cruel to her than I'd already been today. "You canceled the room," she finally sald, desperately trying to keep her bottom lip from quivering." "My assistant had to cancel it," I said. "News crews were starting to show up and I didn't want to deal with them. think I'm going to stay here tonight." She appeared to be struggling to say whatever was on her mind, so I let her sit in silence until she could pull herself together. When a full minute passed, I picked up my phone to stare at the name on the screen again. "So what am I supposed to do?" She finally asked as I contemplated Jessica's name. I looked up from my phone and shrugged, "I don't know. Go stay with your friend, I guess?" "She's not at home, and she's not answering her phone." I looked up just in time to see her scrub away what I assumed was a tear and realization dawned that she had nowhere' to go. I'd frozen her accounts and kicked her out of her own house, so it wasn't that much of a surprise, but the fact that she didn't have anyone else to pick her up or lend her some cash or a couch was bleak. What sort of sad life was Bobbi leading? I wanted to point out how hating everyone tended to leave people friendless, but she seemed severely aware of that glaring fact. Instead, I opened the browser on my phone and found the first hotel near the Dunbar building. It cost $600 a night, which made me hesitate. Getting used to being a billionaire would take time, and certain old habits wouldn't easily die. "I'm setting you up with a hotel nearby. It's four blocks from here" Bobbi nodded and didn't say a word, rubbing her arms as if she were cold. She looked pathetic. Looking back at my phone, finalized paying for the room. "You could have just turned me over to the police today. Why didn't you? Why are you doing all this to me?" "You haven't been able to piece it together yet?" asked. I held her gaze for a moment before she tore her eyes away to stare at the floor. "Because you made working here a living hell, but despite all that I'm severely attracted to you. I can't even begin to tell you how many times I imagined hate-fucking you." "So when the opportunity came, I had a moment of weakness. I wanted to break you, and I got it. Frankly, I'm surprised it happened so quickly. You've always been a force of fucking nature." I shook my head. "You had me fooled." Bobbi simply continued to stare at the ground. "You know, after I left yesterday morning, I regretted it. I thought about calling the cops and never having to deal with you again. Would you like that?" Her gaze shot back up to me and she shook her head, "What!? No!" "You'd rather keep on with how things have been the last couple of days?" "No" "Well I'm afraid that's how it's going to be," said. "I stand by what sald-your life as you knew it is over. You have to make a choice." "So what does that mean, exactly?" She asked. I hesitated, still a little unclear on what she was to me. "It means that you're mine. I get you whenever I want. You go where' I want and when I want. And you exist to please me. That's all you get. That's all you are. My pet. In exchange-" "That's not-" "In exchange," I continued over her, "I'll take care of you. You don't have to worry about a roof over your head. You don't have to worry about a job. You'll never have to worry about buying anything. Compared to everyone you work with, you'll have a nice life."
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