I Owe You One นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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

('ALRIGHT FINE, I'LL HELP YOU OUT'). I sighed 'Thanks a lot man, I owe you one'. ('YOU BET YOU DO').

Then he slipped into a dream that carried him back to the past. It felt like he had returned to the past. "Thank you for saving my grandmother. How can I ever repay you?" "All you have to do is stay with me." "Mr. Lawson, there should be a time limit, shouldn't there?" "Call me Ethan… A time limit? Then how about this… Help me with ninety-nine things, no questions asked. Or, if I hurt you ninety-nine times, we'll call the debt repaid." Then, the scene shifted. Claire's grandmother was nearing the end of her life, and he and Claire stood by her bedside.

"Exposing you is exposing himself. People won't focus on our relationship or how it started; they'll focus on why someone so proud can't seem to move on from his ex." Violet let out a shaky breath, the performance dropping, her shoulders settling slowly. "Hope it goes well," she muttered. "About the email," I began. "Amara opened it, and I thought it was nothing serious," she quickly explained. "Moreover, he's my ex and has nothing to do with you. I'll handle my own shit, I don't want to owe you any more than I already do." My tongue clicked at the way the words rolled off her lips so evenly. "You don't owe me." I leaned closer. "We're in this together, right?"

I said, pointing at it, "along with the life I once gave you three years ago—you don't owe me anything now." Drawing my gaze away, I said softly, "Enzo Lior, we're even."

"Naturally. Your design impressed me. I'd like us to work together long-term. Oh, and as compensation, I'll add an extra five percent to your payment this time." My eyes widened. Five percent? On a deal this size, that was massive! After hanging up, I turned to Nathaniel, confused. "Nathaniel… What just happened? Don't tell me..." He rubbed the back of his neck, looking embarrassed. "Actually… I'm the Alpha heir of this pack. I didn't say anything before because I didn't want my identity to give me special treatment. I wanted to earn recognition by myself. "These past weeks, watching your dedication… It made me even more certain I made the right choice. I really respect you."

"I'll go home tomorrow." {And you owe me.} "I-I owe you what?" {A lot. Since you won't be sleeping beside me tonight, you have to promise to make it up.} "H-Hey, it's not like I'm making this up. My brother is really sick." {You still owe me. You have to make it up to me tomorrow.} I rolled my eyes. "Then I'll just pay you. How much do you want?" {I want you to suck my dick for thirty minutes.}

I asked. "He was the one who saved my ass when I got fender bendered and prevented me from getting kidnapped, I guess I owed him one." she said completely turning her back on me. "Till this day I don't know why he did it, he's a horrible person so it made me think why didn't he just let me die ? maybe he has a heart. I just thought saving his ass could be as a form of payback and I didn't have to think about it like some big debt, guess I was wrong I should have left him to die back there maybe his death could have ended it all or maybe it won't." she said resuming on her steps and I followed she shared me a few side glance.

"What's 'us'? There's no us anymore. It's just ' You And I ' now." "Tristan, please think this through. Think about all these years we spent together. For the sake of those times, please think through it." " COULDN'T YOU!? COULDN'T YOU THINK OF ALL THESE YEARS WE SPENT TOGETHER BEFORE YOU WENT AND CHEATED ON ME LIKE A SLUT!" He yelled at me with so much pain and anger. I couldn't take it. It was too much for me. "Please Tristan, hear me out-" "Go pack your bags. My lawyer will contact you shortly."

He has a point. “How much do I owe you?” “No. Not money.” “Then what do you want?” “I will think that. You owe me a debt of gratitude. Remember that.” I didn’t speak, but I got out of his car. Maybe Ronald is not a bad person.