I Owe You One Novels & Stories

DRAKE’S POV Stephanie takes a while before she gets back to the table. She lets out a deep sigh as she takes her sit. “Everything alright?” I ask. “Yeah… everything’s…fine” She answers a little distracted. “It doesn’t look fine. Was it your cousin again?” I furrow my brows. “No, it’s just a friend of mine begging for some money, it’s a large sum, she ran into debt and is looking to refund” She explains placing her phone back on the table.

"Thank you, I owe you one" "One?" he asked with a low tone with his arms wrapped round her shoulders as he noticed a small cut in her head. "Yeah I owe you for saving my life and helping me out" she repeated defensively. "No you don't owe me one, you owe me two and now with what I'm about to do you owe me three, I would like to see how will be repaid" he said in a low and seductive tone. Which made her heart melt, she felt good and at the same time miserable.

3 feet tall body that clearly shout out *I go to the gym every fucking day* in front of me like a fucking wall. As he stands in front of me, I shudder and gulp, I could feel cold sweats oozing from my skin pores, because the Stephen Brown in front of me now, isn’t the angelic cupid from before, he’s now like an angry mob who had his girlfriend stolen from him. He’s only cupid in front of Lisa, he’s a bouncer to everyone else! “Hey! You are the one who wants to steal Lisa from me. RIGHT?!” Stephen growls.

“It was Fabio , I swear ... i owe him a lot of money, so he said if I attacked you , my debt would be forgotten. I had no choice.” He replied. I kicked the chair angrily and growled . “Do you think I’m joking around! Fabio is just a gun dealer , what reasons could he have to order you to attack me huh!.” I grabbed his neck and pointed my gun to his temple , “Tell me who really sent you , before I put a fucking bullet into your brains!.” I demanded. “I swear ... on my life ... It was Fabio.” He replied shakily.

Still, she gestured for another. “Another glass, please.” The bartender refilled it. “This second one,” she said, holding it up, “is to being a commoner. It hurts when people like her remind you where you belong.” She downed the drink, her eyes watering, and asked for another. “Now this third glass,” she said, voice slurring slightly, “is to being the country’s poorest.” She winked and lifted it—but before she could drink, her head spun. She set the glass down quickly.

" a we are going to do is just sleep don't have any dirty thoughts " " fine "

'' I am sorry, I thought you were one of them,'' Ondo said '' Are you hurt anywhere?'' Ondo said '' Just my leg'' Amber ''I am sorry'' Ondo

“Give me one reason why I should trust you.” “You are the only person who knows who I am. No one is aware of the fact that Byron chase has a daughter except for you. I am not lying, you are the only one who can help me, please.” Stephanie begged. She did not care if she sounded desperate. Maybe because she really was. She wanted to get away from Britney, from their house, from the place where she was kept like a prisoner for years.

Except one. Dawn.

"Thank you for getting me the job. You have really been of good help to me. I promise to return every single penny you have lent me." "I told you bitch, that's my father's money and I don't need you acting like you owe me a million dollars." She said with a roll of her eyes. "But I do! I owe you more than I can pay. Honestly, you are the reason I wake up everyday because I know that I need to work and pay you back." She let out a soft laugh. A hand suddenly fell on my shoulder and I was beyond surprised as I looked up at the face that was now standing next to me.