Debt Of Time Fanfiction 소설 & 이야기

"I don't have anything to do with his loans. I'm not responsible for his debts." "No," the Alpha agrees. "But you're his daughter. His next of kin. And our employer doesn't like loose ends." He pauses, letting the words sink in. "The paperwork's all there. Amount owed. Interest accrued. Payment options. We expect the debt to be settled within forty-eight hours." "Forty-eight hours?" The laugh that escapes me is jagged, broken. "I can't get that kind of money in forty-eight hours. I can't get that kind of money ever."

Values and morals did not matter anymore. A smirk appeared on Russell's lips. "What a brave daddy's girl. I'm intrigued. But you see, sweetheart... I'm an impatient man." He moved away from her and turned his back on her. He walked to the right side of the room, where one of his men was standing. The man moved away, giving Russel the space to look at the picture frame that hung on the wall. It was Sasha's picture. It was taken at a time when she was much more carefree. The glint of ecstasy in her eyes and the smile lit up her olive toned face. "I gave your dearest daddy five months. He could not pay me back. So now, I want the payment. And I think…" his voice trailed away as he turned around

Lyra shrieked, clutching her throat. "I'm liquidating the assets," I replied, my voice sounding like a thousand turning pages. I raised my hand, and the violet light exploded outward. It hit the pillars of the vault, turning the remaining hourglasses into dust. The "Time-Debt" that had fueled the South’s economy for centuries was gone. But the cost to me was visible. My skin was turning a translucent, marble-white. My hair was becoming strands of silver wire. I was becoming a statue, a monument to the debt I had swallowed.

About the scarf still hidden in my closet, too expensive to wear, too meaningful to throw away. I couldn't accept this. I couldn't owe a stranger—especially not a stranger like him—anything. I already spent my life owing people: doctors, pharmacists, landlords, utility companies. Debt was my constant companion, the shadow that walked everywhere with me. I couldn't add Xander Black to that list. I couldn't. So I waited. --- Four hours.

And in every one, Leo was standing as the Lone Administrator, his eyes silver, his heart a clock of salt. "The Fifth Layer is built on Leo’s Future-Debt, Darlene!" Jackson-crow shrieked, his golden eyes spinning. "The High Council has already 'Borrowed' his eternity to fund this chamber! If you break the spire, you delete his future!". "I’ll pay the debt!" Leo roared, his runes turning a lethal, steady black. He drove his hands into the projected timeline, attempting to "Short" the market of the cycles. "If my future is the collateral, then I’m declaring Personal Bankruptcy!".

By his expression and tone, I can tell he is uncertain of how I could escape someone as powerful as him. “Time left and then all of a sudden Thought from our era appeared and let me free, wiping the minds of both himself and Time. But I guess now he never actually did…” I say. Finally, it’s all out, with an expression on Time’s face to match. I may be his mate, but no doubt there are some things that are a line crossed. And this is one of them. I made a mistake and trusted the wrong person. Even if I knew how bad the relationship is between them.

"Just give me a little more time. I swear, I will repay you. I’m organizing a celebrity wedding, and the much-needed funds will be in my possession then." The loan sharks sneer, their lips curling with scorn, as if mocking my desperate pleas. "We've heard those empty promises before, my dear," one of them scoffs, twirling a menacing metal pipe in his hands. "But let me remind you of a timeless adage: time is money. We have endured for far too long. If you do not settle your debt promptly, our boss's patience will burst. And believe me, the consequences will be dire." "I understand, I truly do," I respond, the weight of desperation hanging heavily in my voice. "But I am paying this time. The