Debt Of Time Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I’m here because she deserves the truth.” Mateo’s face twisted with guilt. “I was trying to save her.” “By selling her?” “No,” Mateo rasped. “By… buying time.” Lorenzo didn’t respond. He just stared. Waiting. Mateo coughed, his face pale. “You don’t understand what we were up against. Our father owed money to every family on the East Coast. They were circling. My mother… she was already sick. Bella was next. They were going to take her whether I agreed or not.”

who are these people? What is my father upto... since when my father started talking about such things? "Two birds dies with one shot ! Just prepare the paper of debt clearance between Richard Brandt and Walse King" He pauses for a moment as my heart beat echoes in my ears as I hold the wall for support , suddenly feeling weak in knees. We are family so why everything I'm hearing is practically foreign and gibberish to me? "I hinted him on paying the debts this way myself but I won't! I won't just pay off the debt with my only asset left when I could earn more by selling her off! I will ruin The Kings ! Their debt under my fucking foot"

He was someone she should have recognized, but for some reason, she couldn’t place him. As the conversation between Matteo and the man grew more heated, Isabella couldn’t help but listen in. Their voices were low, but she could still catch fragments of their words. “We can’t keep this up much longer, Matteo,” the man said, his voice edged with concern. “The debt is piling up. The longer we wait, the more dangerous it becomes.” Matteo’s response was clipped. “I’ll handle it,” he said, his tone brokering no argument. “You know what I’m capable of.”

Cassian had replaced every word in that document with something I couldn’t rip apart. He didn’t just buy time. He bought something I couldn’t afford to give. --- He didn’t just pay the debt. He made me owe him something I couldn’t repay.

But looking at the way the shadows moved around him, I realized that he hadn't just taken the sun he had become the one who decided when it rose and when it set. "The books are closed, Julian," Dante whispered, pulling me closer. "Don't go looking for a discrepancy where there isn't one." "I'm not looking, Dante," I said, leaning my head against his shoulder as the orchestra began a sweeping, triumphant waltz. "I'm just realizing that the only thing more powerful than a debt that can't be paid is a debt that no one knows they owe."

“You and your family owe me over $1.7 billion in debt.” “I saved you and your family when your pack fell and made you members of my pack out of the goodness of my heart. Where will you go from here?” “Or do you want to become a rogue?” He stepped closer, his shadow falling over me. He grabbed my chin and pulled my face up, his eyes burning with desire. "Until you repay me that Billion-Dollar Debt, Luna, your body is mine to control."

I don’t want to be bonded to him either, so why is he putting us both through this? Time sighs deeply. He seems troubled. “Now that’s a story.”’ My eyes narrow. “Tell me.” Time takes a few moments before he admits what he has to say. That’s when I start thinking maybe I don’t want to know. But it’s too late, he’s ready to be honest with something I’m not ready to hear. “Well I hate Alden,” Time says slowly. “And Alden’s your mate.”

He had an accent, thick and Eastern European, the kind that made every word sound like a threat. I froze in the bedroom doorway, clutching my robe closed. My mind raced, Mom’s debt. The gambling loans she’d hidden from me until the cancer took her eight months ago. I’d been scraping by, paying what I could, but the interest piled up like the snow outside. “I… I don’t have it yet. Please, I just need more time.” The taller one laughed, a sound like gravel under boots. He stepped forward, close enough that I could smell the stale coffee on his breath. “Time’s up. Your mama owed us one-eighty-seven grand plus change. That’s on you now. We ain’t charities.”

She bit her lip, gazing at the two people with burly figures and tattoos in their bodies that made them rather fearsome. "When are you going to pay for it?" The shorter man asked with a scowl, eyeing Sofia with a look of disdain. "Sir ...," Sofia seemed to hesitate a bit. "Would you be so kind to give us more time? After this, we are going to pay for the debts." The taller man showed a clear look of displeasure as he scrunched his nose. "Giving time? Haven't we already gave you enough time?" "Yeah, right." The shorter man piped up and said sarcastically, "If you keep on asking for more time, when are you gonna pay for it for real? Every time we come here to collect the debts, the answer is a

In 10 minutes, if you don't get home, your debt is increased to 5 million dollars. I read the message with clenched fists. Damn Edmund! "I must go home!" I rushed to Daniel. I dragged my bag and left. May I have the strength and courage to knock Edmund's head out! He's so annoying! 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰 I got to the damn luxury penthouse! It's useless if I feel like I'm in hell. "You came, Miss? Has a slave gone and does not remember her master?" I covered my eyes and clenched my fists.