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Avarice

Date: 10/15/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Author: gilrenard, Rating: , Source: LushStories

kiss. “How was your day?” I asked her and grabbed her ass. She pushed me away and replied, “Long and boring. And, you’re not getting any from me tonight.” I laughed and asked, “To what to I owe this pleasant surprise?” Jackie took my hand and led me to the kitchen. “Eat. Tell me if you like the way I cook. I have been practicing, just for you,” she replied with a big smile on her face. I took a bite of the pizza, it was delicious. She had cooked it till the crust was slightly crunchy, just how I like it. “Jackie, you have become an amazing cook,” I smiled at her. “Then why won’t you marry me, Gil?” she asked in her serious voice. “We have had this discussion many times. I still feel the same way, Jackie. I don’t want to be married,” I replied. She huffed, “You can have all the sluts you want on the side. Nothing will change.” I took a sip of wine and looked at her in silence. She lowered her eyes and said, “Please, Gil, marry me. Let’s fly to Vegas and get married this weekend.” “Jackie, I do love you, and if I ever want to be married again, I will marry you.” She raised her voice, “Fine! Go back to your whore! I’m leaving!” I watched her as she stormed out of my kitchen and gathered her things to leave. She slammed the door on her way out. A piece of paper flew out of her purse and had landed on floor. I didn’t like seeing her upset. She is a very gentle and loving person. I truly do love her, but I wasn’t ready to be married again. I took another sip of wine as I made my ... way to the paper that had fallen out of her purse. I picked it up and read the business card. I called Jackie. “What!?” she barked at me. “A business card dropped out of your purse. It looks important,” I replied calmly. “I don’t care about the money!” she screamed and hung up on me. A wry smile formed on Jackie’s lips. She really didn’t care about the money. If she could leverage this situation in her favor, and marry me, she would do so without hesitation. ~ Bartholomew dialed his employer’s number. A deep, gruff voice answered, “Yes,” with just as strong an English accent as his. “It appears that Ms. Kent has her own agenda. Mr. Pawpaw, is on his way to being a very wealthy feline,” Bartholomew informed the voice on the line. “Good news, Bartholomew. Once Mr. Pawpaw expires, the animal shelter that I own will inherit the fortune,” the gruff voice replied and hung up. Bartholomew’s jaw clenched, his sense of honor wouldn’t allow him to feel good about this. Although he had not lied or deceived Jackie in any way, he had a strong distaste for the seductive power of money, and how it always seemed able to morally corrupt the most innocent and well-meaning of people. Bartholomew’s cell phone chimed, he looked at the screen. ‘Unidentified Caller’ was illuminated in white letters. “Who is this?” he answered. “My name is, Gil Renard. It seems we have a mutual friend that is in need of some guidance, Mr. Windsor,” I replied. “I’m afraid I am not in a position to discuss our mutual ...