Love And Debt Novels & Stories

I had each and everything which everyone wants but I never got one thing and that was my parent's attention , ok love was too much far away but I just wanted their attention but they didn't have time When I was small I had not one , not two , three , four but many toys . My whole room was filled with toys but there was no one with whom I could play . Yeah my so called mom appointed 5 babysitters for me but they all were just busy on their phones not with me . Whenever I cried they just put a milk bottle inside my mouth but no one tried to play with me . So it was my boring childhood but that time I wanted their attention as for me attention was love but that day changed my complete thoughts

It was a hunt. He had been watching me for years. He had orchestrated the debt. He had likely fed my father’s gambling addiction, luring him into the trap just so he could 'rescue' the prize. The "Gala of Shadows," the tender care for my feet, the soft words in the dark—it was all part of the breaking process. He didn't love me. He was obsessed with the conquest. I reached out, touching a photo of myself from last summer. I looked so happy. So oblivious. That girl was gone. Dante hadn't just taken my freedom; he had erased my past to make room for his version of my future.

As for me, I appeared like an angel who shielded him behind me. He started muttering, "You started loving from such a long time ago?" He felt so much pain that he could hardly breathe. Chris finally understood how deep and lasting my love was for him, but he had crushed it with his own hands.

“Why not?” Because if I leave, I lose my son. Logan was once the man I loved. The man I trusted. But people say a man has many faces—and I only met the monster after marriage. He looked like a god to the world. But gods don’t leave scars like this. QUESTION OF THE DAY Alice is married but deeply unhappy. Will Gena be able to convince her to divorce her abusive husband—or is it already too late?

"Of course. How could you ever bear to cut ties with Jocelyn, someone you see as a walking ATM?" Seeing that I was still denying it, Mom's face turned frosty as she scolded me. "Debts must be repaid! It's only right and proper! Yara, where's your conscience? Stop agitating your sister. She's sacrificed far too much for you in this lifetime." Looking at my own mother's hypocritical expression, I no longer wanted to waste another second. I took out my ID card and handed it to the judge. "Please log into the Ministry of Education's student registry system and check. The truth will be revealed."

he commanded. Daria’s faced turned pale, but she began to laugh “tricked me, how?”. “Are you telling me that the trips, the dates, the promises, the love, the sex, we’re all fake” she asked faintly. “I never loved you from the start, I just wanted to get what I want and I did” he replied with disgust lacing his words. Daria felt her heart break into pieces, “but we are in love, we promised to be there for each other, what went wrong” she asked her voice beginning to break.

who are these people? What is my father upto... since when my father started talking about such things? "Two birds dies with one shot ! Just prepare the paper of debt clearance between Richard Brandt and Walse King" He pauses for a moment as my heart beat echoes in my ears as I hold the wall for support , suddenly feeling weak in knees. We are family so why everything I'm hearing is practically foreign and gibberish to me? "I hinted him on paying the debts this way myself but I won't! I won't just pay off the debt with my only asset left when I could earn more by selling her off! I will ruin The Kings ! Their debt under my fucking foot"

“Victor, our families have been friends for years. You’ve known Charles—our family for years. Surely there’s another way. Let's wait for Charles to get back then he can explain himself. I trust my husband; he would never do such.” Victor’s expression hardened. “Are you both even listening to me? I'm a businessman, and I can't bear to suffer such a great loss. You think Charles will come back?” He chuckled. “Stop with the false hope, Margaret. He's gone on his way; who knows? He might have another family more important than you guys. Charles is my friend, yes, but friendship doesn’t erase the debt, Margaret.” “Please, Victor,” my mother sobbed, clutching his arm. “You’ve known us for years. I

"Dante, please! I’ll do anything! I’ll love you! I’ll pretend! Just don't chain me!" Dante paused, his thumb tracing the line of her jaw. For a second, a flicker of something—regret? desire? madness?—passed through his dark eyes. "You'll love me? You don't even know what that word means, Ivy. You’ve lived in a world of silk and lies. Love isn't a feeling. It’s an obligation. It’s a debt that never ends."

The words echoed in Isabella’s head, crashing into her like a tidal wave. Your mother knew. She took a step back, her pulse roaring in her ears. “You’re lying.” The man didn’t waver. “Believe what you want, but your mother was part of it. She knew the debt your father owed. She knew the price they’d demand.” Lorenzo’s expression darkened, his jaw tightening as he studied Isabella. “If this is true, why tell her now?”