The Love Of Money - Episode 75 - Storie by Shary Epic Reads

The Love Of Money - Episode 75
27-07-25 (07:11)

Introduction: Marcus says goodbye to his old life. Thursday, 7:28 pm I looked around my tiny apartment and suddenly found it very hard to swallow. I hadn't spent a lot of time in this place since I'd signed the paperwork at YPV and bought Marduke, but despite that, it felt like I was severing the last remaining tie to my life before I found out about my grandfather. While hadn't been capable of buying a G6, I wasn't broke either, and I was relatively happy. Things were better now, but immensely complicated. "Is that everything?" A couple of movers had accompanied me to pick up the remainder of my possessions after the bulk of stuff had been moved and had just finished loading the boxes in the truck. All two boxes. I felt it was unnecessary to waste their time, but Erin had assured me that at the rate I was paying them, they were happy to do it, and my time was too valuable to transport boxes from one house to another. I reached out with my foot and slid the toe of my shoe into the mangled remains of the old couch the intruder had slit open like a hunter gutting a fresh kill. It had been where' Helen and I fucked for the first time. Good times. My phone buzzed in my hand, pulling me out of my journey down memory lane, and I glanced at it-Jessica again. I hit the reject call button and turned to the movers. "Yeah, I think that's everything. The mover nodded. "Alright. We'll go ahead and take it to the apartment." He offered his hand and I shook it. "Thanks for your business." I'm sure he was thankful... I'd paid them four times their day rate to move a few rooms' worth of belongings. He and his helper headed for the door, and I followed them into the hall to watch them leave. As they reached the stairwell, two people rounded the corner and headed my way-Jim and Phoebe Lucas. Jim stood at an imposing six feet and four inches high, with blond hair, blue eyes, and a slightly weathered face that only seemed to make the man more handsome instead of detracting from his looks. He wore jeans, a flannel shirt, and his signature trucker hat. Phoebe looked lovely in jeans, a white button-down shirt, and a light navy jacket. Half her dark copper hair had been pulled back and kept in place with a silver clip to keep it out of her face. As they approached I got a small, tight-lipped smile from her. Jim, however, decided to have a conversation. "You moving out?" he asked pausing at his door across the hall. "Yep," I said, "the place is pretty trashed, so I can't exactly live here anymore. "Bet you can't," Jim said, and noticed his words were a little slurred. "Specially now that you have all that money." Phoebe winced at her husband's rude tone. She tugged on his arm and said, "Come on, honey. I'm sure Marcus is busy." Jim shrugged her off. "How much did you get? The news said you were a billionaire now." "I guess that's about right," I replied. I glanced at Phoebe and she gave me an apologetic look. "Fuck. It's the most useless ones who have all the luck," Jim huffed. "Jim!" Phoebe exclaimed. I was a little surprised at Jim's frankness. It'd always been Jim's posture and tone that had given me the impression he didn't approve of me, but he'd never said anything outright hostile. In fact, I'd be surprised if Jim sald more than fifty words to me the entire time we lived across from one another. My phone buzzed in my hand again and I looked at it. It was a notification that Jessica had left me a voicemail, which I knew it would be worth listening to because it was something she detested doing. Curious, I looked back at Jim, no longer interested in talking to him. "I don't know what to tell you, Jim. Sorry I got lucky." I put the phone to my ear and started playing the voicemail. Jim glared at me with drunken, cloudy eyes for a moment longer, then turned to the door and tried to open it. When he failed to open the locked door, he turned to his wife, "Damn, woman! You couldn't open the door while I was talking?" Keys in hand, Phoebe lifted them to the door while starting to say something, but Jim snatched them out of her hand and fumbled with the lock. "
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The Love Of Money - Episode 75 By shary
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