It's Payback Time Novels & Stories

"And in the agreement, they promised to pay it back by the 20th of this month” My heart pounded in my chest as I turned toward the calendar hanging on the wall. With trembling hands, I flipped through the pages until I found today’s date. My eyes widened in horror as the realization dawned on me. The 20th was today. My breath hitched, and I slapped my hand across my mouth, a gasp escaping my lips. I slowly turned to face Russo, the weight of his unyielding gaze pressing down on me. "Please, Mr. Russo, I didn’t know about any of this. Give me some time, I’ll find a way to pay you back." I pleaded, but Russo’s expression didn’t soften.

Honestly, the last three years had been the best years of her life and she couldn't imagine living the rest of her life without him. " Ma'am we're here" The taxi man said in a tone that suggested it wasn the first time he was announcing their arrival. " Oh, sorry" Riley apologized and dipped her hand in her purse to pay him his fare "here we go" " Have a good night ma'am" The driver said just before driving off " i plan to" riley said in a whisper while looking at the restaurant

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We leave with fake smiles on our faces , but once we are out of view, those smiles drop. I take out the money that I was meant to pay for the food and hold it out for him to take. " Why are you giving me money?" " It's for the food you payed for. " " I already took care of it." " I don't want to owe you anything." He stops and turns to me. " Okay then, since you are likely to not let this go, you can pay me back, but not this way." " What other -" I don't finish my sentence as it comes in my mind on what he may mean.

The mother and daughter in the next bed fell silent instantly, casting sympathetic glances my way. So, I was born to be a piece-rate laborer. And yet, a maternal love that was unconditional—that asked for nothing in return—truly did exist. I slowly closed my eyes, forcing back the tears. I looked at Mom's harsh, self-righteous face and said calmly, "Mom, don't worry. I'll pay you back every single cent of that 600 dollars. I'll pay back everything you've spent raising me for the last 18 years too."

Some things you return to because they were good the first time and they're still good and the returning is its own form of gratitude. This is one of those things.

she agreed through clenched teeth. I watched Jasmine's lips curve and felt something cold and uneasy move through me. She looked nothing short of a wicked empress. “I'm sorry,” Melody started again, and so did Jasmine. “Too low.” “Please, let us use it.” “Too loud.” “Okay, you know what? I'll pay back the difference later.” “No. Pay it now!” “But I don't have it!” Melody broke, her voice cracking. “Then, apology not accepted.” Jasmine delivered, clean and without remorse.

I simply made a call to my mentor, Oscar Walsman, and asked him to send someone to pick me up. There was less than a day left before I'd be pulled back by the time machine, taking with me all the memories from ten years in the future. But once the course of fate was altered, those memories would disappear forever. Still, I didn't regret it—because the version of me who had defied fate would finally get to live a brand-new life.

Andrew smiled that cheshire cat smile of his, “It’s quiet because our mates and I made a deal that this afternoon while I had you all to myself, they would close our link and only use it if there was an emergency that needed all of our attention.” “What’s the payback?” “Why so skeptical, Luna?” “I know my mates.” “Touche. The payback is when their alone time comes, we will all do the same.” “That’s it?” I asked, still usure about this so-called deal made between the six of them.” “Yep. It’s not really a payback kinda deal, more of a pay it forward kinda deal between us.” “Hmm. Good to know, now where were we?” I asked, letting my eyes wander down Andrew’s body, my gaze hovering at his undone

The message glowed against the dark screen of my phone long after the display dimmed, the harsh white text etched into my mind. You have until Monday at noon to return the money. My thumb hovered over the glass as my grip tightened until my knuckles turned ghost-white. Before my brain could fully process the ultimatum, the screen lit up once more with a follow-up hit. Or everyone at Westbridge will learn why Damon really chose you. My stomach dropped into a cold, endless void.