Paid Payback Novels & Stories

She thought he would ask to spend more days of the week with her or something along the lines but what he said surprised her. "Promise me that you will sue Declan and that you will definitely go through with it no matter what happens." She frowned. "How is that paying you back? It's in my favor either way." She looked at him in confusion. Did he have a misunderstanding about the meaning of paying back? "It does pay me back. It's a win-win situation for both you and me."

Yeah I was exaggerating a little but in todays worth it was 10,000 dollars. His fingers hovered over the bill before he finally picked it up—like it might burn him if he wasn’t careful. “That dollar,” I said, “is worth more than every paycheck you’ve ever earned via legal end. And it’s just the start.” Tomas let out a breath. A slow, almost reverent exhale. “You're not just here for revenge,” he said. I smiled without warmth. “No, Tomas. I’m here for reckoning.”

I paused, watching their expressions turn dark, and continued, "Also, I remember the repayment term written on the loan contracts was six months. In six months, the debt collectors will come knocking. I suggest you start preparing early. You wouldn't want to end up with nowhere to hide." "You… You ungrateful wretch!" Mom yelled, trembling with fury as she jabbed her finger at me. "We raised you all these years, and now you don't even care whether we live or die!" Mable chimed in, fanning the flames. "You've gone too far, Talia! Mom and Dad worked so hard to raise you, and now that you've made something of yourself, you want to wash your hands of us? Life doesn't work that way!"

"I asked you here to talk about money. Back in college, you couldn't afford tuition, so I paid it for you. "After you graduated, the startup money you used came from me working three jobs a day to scrape it together. And all these years, I cooked for you, cleaned the house, and took care of everything like a maid. "So how do we calculate that? For the sake of what we once had, I'll charge you the minimum. 300,000 dollars. When are you going to pay me back?" Sabrina stared at me like I'd lost my mind, then started making a scene. "You were stupid enough to cook for Percy yourself. You did all that willingly! What right do you have to ask us for mon—"

Seeing that, Sofia quickly added, "If you don't think that's possible, then at least let him borrow the money, Finn. Once the project starts making a profit, he'll pay back every penny-with interest." For the first time since the conversation began, Finn finally reacted. A slow, mocking smirk tugged at his lips. His next words, laced with sheer disdain, cut straight through her act. "Payback? Sofia, do you take me for a fool? Or maybe just an ATM that you and your father can withdraw money from whenever you please?" His voice grew sharper. "Do you believe he'll pay me back? Or is this just another 'investment' where I provide the capital, and he conveniently forgets about it after all?"

My conversation with Ben in the restaurant the other day was continuously playing in my mind. "V, if you really want your shares back, you must strike when the iron is hot. The moment he asks for a minimum of help, ask him to pay back." "The payback will be your shares." Wouldn't this be too soon, though? Empire was progressing, and as I hated to admit, it required support since it was at its crucial stage. We needed basic advertising and promotion. Not too high-profile and not too low-key either.

"Yeah, Dad is right. It's too good to be true. In these hard times, who would help others without expecting something in return?" "That's why your father asked how much we needed to repay them. But they didn't answer. After a few years, thank God, your father and I managed to get back on our feet. Our business was revived, and people started trusting our business again. We became wiser and ventured into other businesses. Until our livelihood improved. When we finally had enough money to repay the Reigns, your father gave them a 50% interest on the total amount the Reigns had given us," Jadah explained.

Pierre said, returning to me the envelope of cash. Now that I heard him, he was right. I didn’t have time to get the money that fast. “OK, I’ll take it in one condition,” I said resolutely. “Which one?” “When I get back on my feet and I’m done with all this madness, you’ll let me pay you back with interest. Deal?” “Do I have a choice?” “Nope,” “Then it’s a deal!” Pierre said, and before he flew off, he gave me the most friendly, genuine hug.

Mr. Dugan's message instantly sent the group chat into an uproar. "Really? Green Jewels at five dollars a pound?" "Mr. Dugan, you're amazing! How did you manage to negotiate such a great deal?" "I want ten pounds! Let's get this chain going—I'm jumping in first!" "I want 20 pounds! Save 20 pounds for me!" The group chat was immediately flooded with messages, and within ten minutes, over 40 parents had already joined in.

“How’re we working out the investment? What’s the interest? How long do I have to pay you back?” I drum my fingers on the desk, letting the tension build before I respond. “I’ll take ten percent of your annual profits for ten years. No payback necessary.” His eyes widen like I’ve just handed him the winning lottery ticket. “That’s...generous. Too generous.” I lean back in my chair, keeping my expression calm. “Is it? With the plan I’ve got, those casinos will bring in more than double the purchase cost in the first year alone. You’ll be swimming in money.”