Banking the Billionaire Quotes

“Don’t worry, honey,” he said, his lips mere inches from mine. “We’re on the same page.” “But how do you know?” I asked. “What if we’re not even reading the same fucking book?” “Because I know.” His mouth quirked up at the corners as a confident smile took over his lips. “We’re on the same word, in the same paragraph, on the same page, in the same fantastic fucking book.” “But how do you know?” “Because it’s our book, Cassie. Yours and mine. This is our story, and I’ll be damned if I let it end badly.”
― Max Monroe, Banking the Billionaire

“Most people never know more than a surface layer of each other’s personalities. They take the bolder characteristics of a first impression at face value because they’re lazy, and they carry those expectations and prejudices throughout the entire relationship.”
― Max Monroe, Banking the Billionaire

“She shrugged. There were no fucks for her to give. Absolutely zero. I wouldn’t have been surprised if she’d turned her pockets inside out just to prove it to me.”
― Max Monroe, Banking the Billionaire

“I wasn't looking for someone who was perfect, just someone who perfectly affected me.”
― Max Monroe, Banking the Billionaire

“First rule of life: the woman always goes first. Through doors, into orgasm, and in this case, crumbling to the pressure in a battle of wills. “Fuck”
― Max Monroe, Banking the Billionaire

“She was crazy. Wild.
Chaos & beauty.
My heart.
Mine.”
― Max Monroe, Banking the Billionaire

“But how do you know?” “Because it’s our book, Cassie. Yours and mine. This is our story, and I’ll be damned if I let it end badly.”   I”
― Max Monroe, Banking the Billionaire

“Me: I’m glad we never had to resort to robbing banks for money. You’d be a terrible accomplice.



Georgia: Yes, remember that. Me = terrible accomplice.



Me: Tell me something I don’t already know. If you were a hooker, you’d probably track your payments on an Excel spreadsheet and claim them on your taxes. (Add terrible hooker to the list.)



Georgia: Whatever. I’d be the most organized hooker. I’d get one of those credit card swipe-y things.



Me: When is the right time to complete the transaction in that scenario?



Georgia: I think they’d swipe before, and sign their PayPal receipt after.



Me: Prostitute Georgia is classy AF.



Georgia: I know, right?”
― Max Monroe, Banking the Billionaire

“Isn't she gorgeous, Ken?"
"Too pretty for Thatch, that's for damn sure.," Ken remarked with a smurk. "Seriously, Cassie? Is he blackmailing you? Do we need to alert the authorities? Blink twice if he kidnapped you. Three times if you fear for you life.”
― Max Monroe, Banking the Billionaire

“She was beautiful in the way all women were, but she was also different. All this individuality that she never apologized for. It consumed her, and if I was honest, it was starting to consume me.”
― Max Monroe, Banking the Billionaire

“Fuck you. Fuck running. Fuck the beautiful sun. Fuck those chirping birds. Fuck that lady pushing her kid in the stroller. It should be me in that fucking stroller.”
― Max Monroe, Banking the Billionaire

“Sent. Think you can mess with me? Think again, honey. Student, meet teacher.”
― Max Monroe, Banking the Billionaire

“Every woman I'd ever known had two sets of memories: the one they wanted to remember and the one their heart wouldn't let them forget. The first kind were chosen, mostly positive and personality building, but the second would live on forever, despite age and fatigue and life-stealing diseases like dementia and Alzheimer's. Coded on the heart like a hard drive, the feelings never vanished.”
― Max Monroe, Banking the Billionaire

“I’m too busy cleaning up after you to toss out affection!”
― Max Monroe, Banking the Billionaire

“But that kind of reaction made me question my own sanity, and well, that’s a dangerous little loop of psychosis.”
― Max Monroe, Banking the Billionaire

“You think you can’t feel your dick now, but you definitely won’t be able to when I cut it off your body,” Cassie retorted.”
― Max Monroe, Banking the Billionaire

“With great penis comes great responsibility, honey.”
― Max Monroe, Banking the Billionaire

“If you don’t want my tongue in your mouth, you better say so fast.” Her eyes had only the time to widen before my tongue traced the seam of her lips and forced their blue ferocity closed. All the air in her lungs left in a rush, traveling from her mouth to mine and straight down the line of my throat and into my chest. I knew it didn’t work like that, the actual air that she breathed out sustaining me—the science of oxygen and carbon dioxide wouldn’t allow it—but, God, in that moment, as her tongue circled the tip of mine, it couldn’t have felt more like it did.”
― Max Monroe, Banking the Billionaire