Paid Payback Novels & Stories

"If you end this arrangement early, you pay back ten times what you've received." The number hit me like a physical blow. Ten times. That would be millions. Money I didn't have, could never have.

David said. "The doctor is right. Mom should not take stress about anything. Dad, I have good news for you. My Boss has selected the first program design I created as the best design. I got a big bonus for it. Dad, I want you to pay back the money we took from Grandpa for Mom's surgery. Yes, we can't pay back the money at once. But we can pay it back in a few months.

“Use it to set your life back on track, solve your problems, and forget all about the baby, and the man you carried it for.” She winked. “My gain is different from yours. You don’t have to worry about it, instead, think about how you’ll be spending your first payment. It’s a couple thousand dollars. And it’s coming in a few hours.”

Some of the workers who had just received their back pay turned on him instantly, mocking him over the phone. “That girl doesn’t understand how the real world works. She’s messing around, and you’re playing along with her? We finally got our wages—that’s already a miracle. Instead of taking the money and running, what are you waiting for?” Stanley had no patience for that kind of talk. Did they even hear themselves? Sure, repaying debts was only fair, but given the current economy, how many bankrupt bosses actually settled their accounts right away? Most of them either fled with the money or kept delaying payments indefinitely.

Viishaun asked. "I seal the deal. Don't worry. I'll pay you back sooner." "Alright. I'm glad to hear that you've achieved what you aimed for. Anyway, you must be aware that the interest is four times the capital you borrowed. If you fail to compensate me on time, you pay me double the interest rate. And for instance, if you failed again to pay me for the third time, there would be another five fold surplus interest." "That would take me forever to complete my payment!"

He managed to ask through gritted teeth. “That is none of your business. I have paid you back for every single thing you have bought me in the past three years. It's just a shame I can’t pay to get those three years back because I would never have met you if I could. You have your money now; now stay the fuck away from me.”

Drawing attention to their tanned, lean lines. I’d not have thought Porter would be caught dead in rolled up sleeves on a button up. Much less one that looked painted on. I certainly wasn’t objecting. Then his words fully set in. “I’ll pay you back!” I defended. “I didn’t mean ‘give give’.” “How are you going to do that when you had to steal it to begin with?” I glowered. “I will. Pay you. Back.” “That’s good.” “But it’s going to take some time.”

"Mr. Zane, we'll get paid if we rest due to a work-related injury. So, will my pay still be tripled?" Xander thought, 'So, she insisted on working because she wanted to get her triple pay. She still thinks about money at a time like this.' Xander was so angry that he just ignored her. But he still arranged for Paxton and Dr. Sander to send Abigail back. Abigail felt sad for a very long time when she thought about how the triple pay that she was about to receive was gone just like that. She secretly scolded Xander for a long time on the way back.

"Watch it, or I'll sue you for defamation." Rebecca clutched her pearls. "Oof. Someone's touchy. Did we hit a nerve?" I didn't waste breath on their cringey duet. Gavin just leaned into his smirk. "Look, for old time's sake, I can't watch you spiral." He soaked in the attention. "My company's about to go pre-IPO. If you apologize, I MIGHT throw you a janitor gig. Beats bottle hunting—and hey, it even comes with a little dignity."

The reimbursement I submitted two weeks ago still did not come through. I stared at the pitiful balance in my bank account, then stood up and headed straight for the finance office. "Mr. Landon, why hasn't my reimbursement been processed yet? I've already fronted all my own money for client entertainment. If the funds don't come in today, I literally can't keep working!" Seymour Landon's face darkened instantly. He yanked open his drawer, pulled out a thick stack of reimbursement forms, and slammed them onto the desk heavily.