I Owe You One นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I sent a single text, hoping it didn’t sound like he owed me anything, but I needed this to be done. Me: I need a favor.

I will love you and only you for as long as I live. I give my heart to you, only you. And no matter what happens, I will never take it back. I don't want you to be uncertain about our future or be insecure. You are the only one I want to kiss, the only one I want to make love to, the only one I want to bear my children and the only one I want to be beside me until the end of my life.

The way she’d cursed me, begged me, hated me, and yet still surrendered—fuck, it was intoxicating. “Are you even listening?” Marco asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. His sharp tone held a hint of irritation, but he knew better than to push me too far. “This debtor owes us over fifty grand, Owen. Do you want me to send Scar to deal with it, or do you have another plan?” I leaned back in my chair, swirling the whiskey in my glass as I regarded him lazily. “Send Scar. If the idiot hasn’t paid by now, he needs a reminder of what happens when you cross me.”

"I don't know what I would've done without you tonight." That's the one thing I've always tried avoiding in my life. Never ask anyone for anything, so you never owe them shit, but my debt is piling up when it comes to Alessandro Moretti. And I don't think he's the kind of man you want to owe. He smiles slightly. "Well, it's certainly not the evening I planned." "I owe you." My words come out serious. I'll gladly pay a debt for my sister because I will forever be indebted to her for my life.

“I’m not following.” “I can’t owe you that kind of money, boss.” “I never said that.” “But that is how it would feel; it would feel like I’m owing you, and I cannot do that.” “Valeria, what are you saying?” “I don’t want to owe you.” “I’m trying to help you, that’s it.” “I do not want to owe you; I hate owing people.” “I never said you were going to pay me back or something, or did I?” “Well, it is going to feel that way.”

It’s not like we owe each other anything. I finally nod, I am going to go

He's clueless. “You owe me ten million dollars, Mister Tomas. How do you plan on repaying me?” I snapped at him, irritated that I had to put up with this from him. I leaned closer to him and whispered, “ I know. Maybe you’ll give me something that I can use as collateral until you pay me back every last penny!”

Nikolai raised an eyebrow, "What?" "I single-handedly saved all of you. You, Nikolai Costello, now owe me one," I made it clear and I knew exactly what I wanted in return.

It’s time to hang up and I don’t get the chance to thank her for what she’s done. She saved me. Saved us. I owe her a debt, one I’ll probably never be able to repay. It’s all over.

"We're done. The car I bought you, and all the money I spent on you these past years, you're paying it all back." Her best friend stepped forward with a document she had clearly been holding for this moment and said, "The car was 230 thousand dollars. Add your living expenses, the gifts she bought you, and all these club expenses, and the total comes to 800 thousand dollars. "You'll repay it today." Everyone looked at me like they were watching a man being sentenced. To them, I was just a poor guy with only a year of work experience and no money. There was no way I could pay that amount. In their eyes, my humiliation was already guaranteed.