Paid Payback Novels & Stories

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 explained, "and launch the stable product to regain the market's trust. It will cause the company to grow on actual, sustainable profit, not just hype and empty promises." I paused and looked right at Julian. "And then, once the revenue stabilizes, the very first thing I will do is return the money I borrowed from you and others." Julian stared at me, he did not smile. "I will pay back every single cent I used to buy the shares," I promised him, wanting him to know that I honored my debts. "You backed me when I had nothing. You helped fund the LLC. I will buy you out properly, with interest, so you get a massive return on your investment."

“If you hadn’t thrown a tantrum, we could have spent more time at my parents’ place! “You just bought some gifts and spent some money. Are you that upset about it? Tell me how much these cost, and I’ll pay you back!” I sneered when I looked at his confident expression. “Do you truly intend to pay me back? Your mortgage, car loan, Charlie’s school fees, and household expenses all came from my retirement fund. Can you afford to pay me that? “I gave my all to you, and what did I get in return? The fairness that you claimed was all fake!”

"Is it pay-off money? Hush money for services?" "It's payback," he told her baldly. "You're playing your game. I'm paying. That's the trade." She laughed, a harsh cackling sound with no relation to pleasure. "You are as cold as I thought." "I'm practical," he replied. "You've said it yourself—you don't have time to fall in love. This is us both getting it to work."

“And how exactly do you plan to pay me back?” She had already taken a step back, but James still refused to let up. Nina’s frustration began to rise. “Then let me take an advance on my salary and year-end bonus. That should be fine, right?” “With your salary, how long would it take you to pay back three hundred forty thousand dollars?” James said coldly. “You know the answer better than I do.” Nina’s eyes stung. Hurt and resentment surged in her chest all at once.

Natasha pleaded hoarsely. "Pay us back?" Shaun let out a cold laugh and leaned back in his chair. "With what? That lousy paycheck of yours working the cash register at the supermarket? 3,000 dollars a month? You'll be paying us back into your next life!" He lit a cigarette and blew a puff of smoke right into Natasha's face. "Natasha, I'm going to lay it all out for you today. I can give you 100,000 dollars, but I have two conditions."

“You don’t need to pay me back more than you owe.” I didn’t refuse and took what she gave back. “Thank you. I really need the money too.” I admitted. “You don’t have to pay me back yet,” she said, handing me the money I’d paid. “No,” I refused again. “I don’t want to delay paying my debt. I already caused you so much trouble yesterday.” “You’re such a great person to lend money to—you pay back so quickly and you’re proactively paying back the debt.” she teased, making us both laugh.

“What are you talking about?” “My trust fund,” I said, my voice steady despite the tightness in my chest. “The money I gave you to start your company. You promised to start paying me back after six months. It’s been years, Dan.” His laughter was sharp, like a slap to the face. “Are you serious? Are you actually trying to piss me off this early in the morning?” “You promised, you said you were going to pay me back,” I said, anger creeping into my tone.

"But I have already explained this situation to your boss and he agreed to give me some more time to pay the previous money. I know I know I'm a bit late with the payment but please try to understand my situation and I promise it will be ready by the end of this month.” Maya replied, this was not what she had discussed with Byron's Boss, who is the person she had borrowed the money from.

Perhaps she shouldn’t feel offended by the comment, but it stung a little. Ms. Smithy continued. “The prepaid card will be sufficient for you to buy several new outfits, shoes, bags, whatever you need, and all of the items will be yours to keep. You will not have to pay the money you spend back unless you stop working for Whitaker and Whitaker within the first six months. If you should quit early, you’ll be contractually bound to pay back every penny.”