Novel Pay Rent Novels & Stories

“I don’t open the door. I only open it for Reyna Didi. I don’t step outside. I eat my meal on time. And I don’t talk to anyone or come in front of anyone.” “That’s my girl.” I gave her a flying kiss and locked the door behind me. Then I called Reyna and told her to come quickly. I had just stepped outside when someone called me from behind a fat old woman. A selfish woman. She looked at me with her usual cold expression. “Girl, when are you going to pay the rent?” I gave her a polite smile. “I’ll pay it soon, Aunty. As soon as I get my salary, I’ll pay the rent first. I just need a little more time.”

Lily asked, making a puppy face that even Hitler couldn't refuse. Saint puffed out an exaggerated sigh and slapped his hands on his thighs as he leaned in toward the coffee table. "Fine, bring it on." Big mistake. Halfway into the game, Saint brought most of the major cities and started collecting rent like a ruthless landlord. "Aww man! New York was supposed to be mine. That's my lucky place!" Izzy whined. "It's mine now," Saint said with a cocky smirk and opened his palm. "Now all of you, pay your rent. Come on."

Jeff said. I looked at Kim and saw her nod and then I looked back at Jeff and asked, "Jeff I don't want to pry into your personal finances but how much is your rent?" Jeff stared at me and said, "Our rent is twelve hundred dollars a month." Smiling at Jeff I said, "If I gave you a check for two thousand dollars would that help you stay away from the store and stay home to make sure that no one comes to your house?" Jeff looked at Tina and they whispered between them before Jeff said, "I will consider it a loan and pay you back once I get that job you said you're working on for me."

After closing, I bought myself ice cream from a small stand nearby and I made sure to get extra chocolate. Because surviving life deserved rewards.I walked home slowly eating from the cup quietly for a few minutes things almost felt peaceful. Then I opened the apartment door and saw Clara waiting again, my stomach sank immediately. Her eyes dropped toward the envelope in my hand. “There it is.” I tightened my grip instantly. “No.” She stood slowly. “You owe me rent.” “I know.” “Then hand it over.” “No.” Her expression shifted immediately into fury. “What did you say?” I stepped backward slightly. “I need this money.”

He was the one who thought of the concept first, and he was only now receiving a taste of his medicine. "Umphh, you'd better find a place you can afford. Because I won't be accountable for your bills, starting next month!" he grumbled. Avita was not wealthy, despite recent financial success. She owes money and needs to invest more in her firm. So how could she afford to pay the exorbitant rent he was currently paying? "Who said I can’t pay my own rent? I'm not working for nothing!" she snarled angrily.

"Just so we are clear, rent is due every single week, not every month. Don't be late." I suppressed a heavy sigh. Living independently in this elite, high-ranking werewolf society was almost unaffordably expensive. But because I wanted my freedom so desperately, I was willing to pay the price. It just meant I was going to have to work incredibly hard, likely taking on private, under-the-table commissions using my healing magic just to survive and pay the bills. I pulled a thick envelope from my bag and handed it to her. "Here is the first payment. Four hundred credits," I said politely. "Thank you, Zamora."

I wonder just how far your pathetic company will get without Noelle. But Julian didn't seem to hear a word. He just kept crying, begging for my forgiveness. Dad ordered the guards to kick him out. By the time Zoey arrived, Julian had already been dumped on the ground, looking utterly disheveled. She rushed over to help him up, looking genuinely concerned as she asked, "Mr. Grant, why do you even bother? "Ms. Jones' getting married soon… You should just let her go." But Julian simply shoved her away and rasped, "Leave. I'll give you some money—enough for you to live comfortably for the rest of your life without working.

Ariel's eyes fell over the pile of books on the table, the still open Philosophy textbook she had been trying to pour into her head yesterday, and the school remainder bills, as well as the house rent remainder, bill her landlord had flung in her face yesterday evening while she was watering her old, decaying garden. "Miss Chase! This is the third time this month I am asking you for your house rent! The next time I ask, I will also throw you out! I don't know how you guys would occupy a house that isn't yours and decide not to pay for it! This is the second year, Chase! The second year! And you haven't paid any damn money for the rent!"

I cleaned the side of my face multiple times because his straw made me feel like something was stuck to my face. “About my parents’ rent,” I said, not looking up from my plate. “I will work hard and pay you.” “Pay me? What do you mean by that?” “I can’t allow you to just pay for the rent like that. It might take a while, but I would try my best to pay back in full,” I finished. He lifted my head with a finger and turned it so I was facing him. “You don’t have to.” His voice dropped and became so hoarse that I felt my body responding. “But if you don’t, then I know a couple of other ways you can pay me.”

"No, he paid rent. We are in the older part of the city, so many people will leave here after they got rich. But the house here won't be lacking tenants because the rent is very cheap. Many people never want to come back once they leave this place, so they usually rent the house for one year. Weston had paid the rents for ten years straight away because he wanted to stay with me." "Ten years, was it?" Nathaniel and Mango took a look at each other. They felt that something was amiss. Ten years was too long. No one would pay rent for then years unless they had an ulterior motive and also a lot of money!